A list of puns related to "The Time Being"
People will be lined up for blocks.
If Iβm being objective, itβs Dr. Whom.
Just WATCH
This isn't a dad joke--I really want to no.
I guess you could say I was sleeveless in Seattle
Probably because I am a lawyer.
I donβt want to go nuts right away.
Dad: that's a good time to go to the dentist...
No. I'd give it a wide birth..
No pun in ten did.
One might say we were... in sink
After a long, difficult discussion they decided to call it a day.
Honey. Nut. Cheerio!!
And thatβs the story of how I got fired from my job at the bank
He said this over and over
Finally, baby sis turns to him and says : "what's your name again?"
"It's Josh"... He said, confused π€
Baby sis : "That's right. It's not Jesus!"
True story π
Hands down...
They're on their last legs.
A preliminary investigation confirmed a very large amount of dead birds on the roadway. According to the investigation, an overwhelming majority of these deaths were the result of an impact with an 18-wherler.
The state reached out to Boston College, Harvard, UMass, and MIT and created a team of experts in the fields of transportation, physics, ornithology, and animal psychology. These experts conducted a six-month-long study of the events around the Turnpike. Their goal was to determine why such a large number of birds were being killed by 18-wheelers.
The results of this study revealed that one specific species of crow (the Bostonian black) has a natural defense mechanism that allows it to audibly warn other birds of oncoming vehicles. Over time, the other birds come to depend on this audible warning. Unfortunately, there appears to be a defect in this defense when it comes to warning about the 18-wheelers.
Apparently the crow can say "caw, caw" to warn the other birds but it can't say "twuck, twuck."
Save them to your Phone and always have witty jokes at the palm of your hand.
3.14 percent of sailors are pi-rates.
5/4 of people admit theyβre bad at fractions.
A bartender broke up with her boyfriend, but he kept asking her for another shot.
A brain walks into a bar and takes a seat. βIβd like some wings and a pint of beer, please,β it says. βSorry, but I canβt serve you,β the bartender replies. βYouβre out of your head.β
A cheeseburger walks into a bar. The bartender says, 'Sorry, we don't serve food here.'
A college education now costs $100,000, but it produces three very proud people: the student, his mama, and his pauper.
A couple of cups of yogurt walk into a country club. βWe donβt serve your kind here,β the bartender says. βWhy not?β one yogurt asks. βWeβre cultured.β
A friend of mine didnβt pay his exorcist. He got repossessed.
A friend of mine is known for sweeping girls off their feet. Heβs an extremely aggressive janitor.
A guy walks into a bar, and thereβs a horse serving drinks. The horse asks, βWhat are you staring at? Havenβt you ever seen a horse tending bar before?β The guy says, βItβs not that. I just never thought the parrot would sell the place.β
A guy walks into a bar...and he was disqualified from the limbo contest.
A pirate walks into a bar with a paper towel on his head. The bartender says, βWhatβs with the paper towel?β The pirate says, βArrr! Iβve got a Bounty on me head!β
A turtle is crossing the road when heβs mugged by two snails. When the police ask him what happened, the shaken turtle replies, βI donβt know. It all happened so fast.β
Armed robbersβsome say theyβre a drain on society, but youβve got to give it to them.
Barbersβ¦you have to take your hat off to them.
Can February March? No, but April May!
Cooking out this weekend? Donβt forget the pickle. Itβs kind of a big dill.
Dad, can you put my shoes on? No, I don't think they'll fit me.
Dad, can you put the cat out? I didn't know it was on fire.
Dad, did you get a haircut? No, I got them all cut!
Dad: Did you hear about the kidnapping at school? Son: No. What happened? Dad: The teacher woke him up.
Daughter: I have a lot of friends named Nathan. Thereβs Nathan Miller, Nathan Radcliff, Nathan Lewisβ¦ Me: When they are together, do you call them the United Nathans?
Dear Math, grow up and solve your own problems.
Did I tell you the time I fell in love during a backflip? I was heels over head!
Did you hear about the aquatic sea mammals that escape
... keep reading on reddit β‘thereβs three main candidates in the running. first is joe biden, looking to keep the presidency; second is donald trump, looking to take back the presidency, and lastly is obama, wearing a sombrero and a mustache, going by the nameβ¦ juan-bama. as the election results are tallied in, itβs apparent that itβs a perfect three-way tie in both the popular vote and the electoral college. the nation is in uproar, nobody can reach a decision as to how to choose the next president. but at last a solution comes forward: a literal presidential race. whoever can run the fastest lap around the white houseβtimed by a secret service memberβwill be sworn into office.
first up is donald trump. he boldly states βthis will no doubt be the fastest lap around the white house, perhaps even the fastest lap run anywhere, ever,β but, not being in the best shape, he takes 18 minutes and 34 seconds.
next is joe biden. he doesnβt waste any breath for trash talk or boasting, he just readies himself at the starting line andβat the countβtakes off. heβs running fast, really fast for someone of his ageβ¦ at least for the first 5 minutes. but he forgets where heβs going, and finishes his lap as a leisurely walk around the grounds, taking 26 minutes and 49 seconds.
lastly is juanbama, who runs like hell around the white house. heβs running fast, faster than heβd ever run before. he completes his lap, collapsing across the finish line, and looks up desperately at the secret service member. βwhat was it?β he asks. βwhat was my time?β
the agent looks down at their stopwatch. βtwelve oh-three.β
juanbama looks at them in disbelief. βwell,β he sputters, βthatβs got to be some sort of record!β
the secret service member shakes their head. βno, actually. bush did nine eleven.β
My cousin (MtF) has just come out to the family- she told some of us "younger" ones but she was afraid especially of what her dad's reaction would be. He's a man of few words and was never outgoing or very affectionate to his kids, his side of the family is pretty conservative as well. A very as-seen-on-TV-in-the-90s dad with a handlebar moustache and multiple different-but-same polo t-shirts. Her mum passed a few years ago and they are even more distant than ever. It was finally the big day and she told him in front of a couple of us. The silence seemed to stretch on into the infinite. After some time, he got up, and without even a slight change in expression he said- "so I guess you can't see me now".
...
More silence
...
"Because I'm a transparent geddit?" With the most gigantic smile I've EVER seen him crack.
It's been 5 days and he's been cracking the same joke on every opportunity he can, ever since.
Edit- I forgot my favorite part- he asked her if she would like to add her mum's name in her new one because he missed saying it. I BAWLED my eyes out.
Edit2: obligatory I can't believe how much this blew up! We met at a family gathering yesterday and he was still chuckling so i decided to post this. I sent my cousin this post and she says he's very proud of himself. Thanks for all the awards! This is crazy!
I see that there was some confusion about the moustache description - we're a first generation Indian - Hindu family, and it's traditional especially for the older generation I think.
It's a cute moment, but not everyone is as positive. Some neighbors, people at school, a teacher or so (it's just a phase! you'll ruin your life!), and she's been handling calls all day from AH family members who only call for gossip.
I'm training for this ahead of time.
Edit #1: Thank you reddit. I think you ensured I will be getting divorced. Don't let up, it's full steam ahead.
Edit #2: My wife hates train puns. I sent her screen shots. She's on to my loco-motives.
Edit #3: I'm speechless. Largely because it's like 6am and I want to stay quiet to not wake up my wife, she's out coal'd, snoring like a freight train. I feel like you all really railed it with these jokes. I hope that she doesn't chugga chugga chugga chugga chugga chugga chugga chugga choose choose to divorce me. I couldn't wait until the train ride. I told my wife some of the jokes. I working on a YouTube compilation of them from last night. I feel like she conducted herself quite well.
Edit #4: [These jokes were off the rails. Here is the YouTube link of my wife's reaction so far.] (https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ)
Edit #5: I'm about to start training.
Me: Me
LSC: Long-suffering child
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LSC: Whyβs the power out?
Me: Itβs Pride month.
LSC: LMAO what
LSC: what does that have to do with itππ
Me: Best time of the year to be βoutβ, isnβt it?
LSC: ohhhhh my god
Why was the Headless Horseman never invited to business parties?
π Because he couldnβt get a-head in life.
What did the eye say to the other eye?
π Eye see you.
Why didnβt the right-handed man ask the other man if he was alright?
ππ» The other man was left-handed.
Why is the letter U upset about televison?
πΊ Because U isnβt included in it.
How come the letter Y hates asking questions?
βThe response is always, βY, you ask?β
Why did the horse become a comedian?
π΄ He was very fun-neigh.
Why did Mrs. Banana leave Mr. Banana?
π They had a split.
What do you get when you cross a doctor and a lemon?
π Lemon-aid.
Why do the spices argue a lot?
π§ Because theyβre salty.
Why did the noodle have to go to bed?
π It was pasta-his bed time.
What did Mr. Volcano say to Mrs. Volcano?
π I lava you.
Why do the gardening tools hate Stacy?
πͺ΄ Stacyβs a hoe.
Why are you beautiful?
πBecause βBe youβ is in the word itself.
The last one is more heartwarming than funny, but I thought itβd be included.
A friend of mine has this great idea for a small business selling collectables, so he goes into a bank and walks up to the teller.
He can see from her nameplate that the teller's name is Patricia Whack. So he says, "Ms. Whack, I'd like to get a loan for a small business venture."
Patty looks in disbelief as she realizes this voice is coming from a dog. But being professional she clears her throat and asks how much he wants to borrow.
The dog says $500,000. And proceeds to fill out the loan paperwork.
Patty, the teller, reviews the paperwork and notices his name and is a little star struck as it reads: Buddy Mick Jagger. Feeling embarrassed, but curious, Patty asks if there is any relation to THE Mick Jagger?
The dog sighs and says, yes, Mick is his father, adopted, but his father nonetheless.
Patty explains that $500,000 is a substantial amount of money and that he will need something to act to secure such a large loan.
The dog says, "Yes ma'am. I have several sets of these" and shows her a tiny porcelain elephant, about half an inch tall, bright pink and perfectly shaped. He then produces more and more of these small porcelain animals all hand crafted and painted various colors. While trying to explain these collectables are what he hopes to sell Patty becomes very confused and thinks up a quick excuse:
"Well, for such a large loan and unusual collateral I will have to consult the branch manager."
Ms Whack finds the manager and says "There's a talking dog named Buddy Mick Jagger out here who claims to be a relation to Mick Jagger and wants a loan for $500,000. And as collateral he wants to use this?" She then holds up the small porcelain elephant. "I mean, what even is this? Is it valuable?"
The bank manager stands up, blinks a few times, looks her straight in the eye with a large smile and says: "Oh! That's a knick knack, Patty Whack. Give the dog a loan. His old man's a Rolling Stone!"
(My grandpa would tell this joke at family gatherings to all of us grandkids, we would only ever get small parts of it at a time, but the rest of the adults would always groan at the end. Wasn't till many years later I realized this was a pretty common long haul joke! Still a good memory, hopefully it have you a chuckle!)
Tenor twelve feet away from her and all musical instruments at all times.
It had cutting edge technology
They always want to delay.
It was made very clear that being sent to bed, with no meal, was not an option. But they said no to every alternative put on the table.
Going back to Brussel sprouts was a waste of time.
Larry Lobster and Sam Clam were best friends. They did everything together. The only difference between them is that Larry was the nicest Lobster ever and Sam, well lets just say he was not so good. Larry and Sam did so much together that they even died together. Larry went to heaven and Sam went to hell. Larry was doing well in heaven and one day St. Peter came up to him and said, βLarry, you know you are the nicest lobster we ever had up here. Everyone likes you but you seem to be a bit depressed. Tell me what is bothering you, maybe I can help.β Larry said, βWell, donβt get me wrong Pete, I like it up here and everything, but I really miss my good friend Sam Clam. We used to do everything together and I really miss him a lot.β St. Peter looked at Larry with pity and said to him, βI tell you what, I can arrange it so that you can go down to hell tomorrow and visit Sam all day. How would that sound?β This made Larry very happy and he got up bright and early the next morning and grabbed his wings, his harp, and his halo and got in the elevator to hell. When the doors opened he was met by Sam. The hugged each other and they were off. You see in Hell Sam owned a disco. The spent the day there together and had a great time. At the end of the day Larry and Sam went back to the elevator together said their goodbyes and Larry got back in the elevator and went up to heaven. He stepped off the elevator and was greeted by St. Peter who blocked the doorway to heaven. He looked at Larry and said, βLarry Lobster, didnβt you forget something?β Larry looked around and said, βNo, I donβt think so I have my halo and my wings.β St. Peter looked at him and said, βYes, but what about your harp?β Larry gasped and said, βI Left My Harp in Sam Clamβs Disco.β
Setting my heights real low on this one guys. Lol
Pig plays the drums, Horse sings, and Cow plays the guitar. Theyβre all exceptionally talented, and form a band, supplementing other spots from around the city. They play local dives, some free shows in the park, and they begin to get some traction. Pig suggests they record an album, and they send demos all over. One label is willing to give them a shot, and they open for a B List name on their tour. During the tour, they amass millions of fans, and by the time they record their first major studio album, they have a following so big that 3 of their songs top the charts. They soon find themselves headlining their own tour, as well as every major music festival.
The three friends are over the moon with their success. Never in their wildest dreams did they believe theyβd find themselves rubbing shoulders with music greats. It doesnβt come without its downsides, though. Pig has turned to coke and pills to help him get through the long nights. Horse loves the party side of his new life, and his band mates often hide bottles from him when theyβre not dragging him, drunk, to his bed. Cow is sad. Watching his friends fall apart, he misses being home and when things were more simple. Keeping his friends in line and covering for them is taking a toll on his own health.
After a year and a half on the road, the band is in the studio attempting to record their second album. Horse is fast asleep, drooling on the mixing board, hungover from the night before. Pig hasnβt even shown up. Cow has a breakdown, and shakes Horse awake. βIβm done. I canβt do this anymore.β Horse waves him off, and falls back asleep. Cow packs up his guitar and buys a one-way ticket home.
A few days later, Pig is all over the news. Heβs in jail for possession. Cow watches the news and shakes his head. He knew it was a sinking ship. Horse hears the news from their manager, who is also calling to tell him that he quit. He wakes up to the phone call, and texts Cow, pleading to have a conversation. Radio silence. Horse stumbles out of bed and heads for his favorite pub. He canβt believe that heβs down two friends, that the band has split up, and his life is in shambles. He sits at the bar. βIβll have my usual,β he says. The bartender leans over to hand Horse a whiskey. βHey buddy, why the long face?β
Thereβs this kid who lost an eye at a young age. His family was poor, so they couldnβt afford a glass eye, but his father whittled him a wooden eye. It didnβt look like an eye, but was better than a patch.
He took abuse about his wooden eye for his whole life. Didnβt have friends, never had a gf, etc.
On his 21st birthday he decides heβs going to get drunk for the first time in his life. He goes to a bar and starts drinking heavily.
After a couple of hours, he notices a woman at the bar. Sheβs vivacious, outgoing, has many friends; but, he notices she has a cleft palate.
He thinks βthis girl knows what Iβve been through. She was probably bullied but came out of it confident and friendly. She might be the girl to show that life is worth it, that I can overcome my wooden eye and make a life for the both of us.β
He proceeds to steel his resolve with another couple shots and confidently strolls up to her. βWould you like to dance?β
She replied excitedly βwould I?β
He points at her and yells βHare-lip!!!β
People will be lined up for blocks.
If Iβm being objective, it is Dr. Whom.
She got off
Scot-Free
But eventually you turn yourself around
My wife asked how is she doing.
βFeeling much better, sheβll be discharged in no time at all.β
My wife was puzzled.
βBut yesterday you said the Doctor told you to prepare for the worst?β
Dad: W
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