Having nothing much else to do to pass the time, they engaged in frequent conversation with each other about whatever tickled their fancy.
Well, one year, a sapling took root between the two trees and having not much else to talk about, they argued about the sapling for years.
"It's a son of a beech," the beech would say.
"No, it's a son of a birch," the birch would say.
And back and forth they would go.
Well one year, when the sapling was starting to get big and tall, a woodpecker happened to fly along and land on the beech.
The beech, seeing an opportunity to settle this argument once and for all, said, "Hey, woodpecker. I need a favor. I want you to fly over to that young tree there, and tell me whether that tree is a son of a beech or the son of a birch."
Well, the woodpecker not having much else to do said, "Sure thing!" and flew over to the young tree and gave it six good taps.
-tap tap tap-
-tap tap tap-
And flew back.
"Well?" the birch said.
"Well?" the beech said.
"Is it a son of a beech, or the son of a birch?"
The woodpecker said, "Neither."
"That, my friends," the woodpecker said, "is the best piece of ash I've ever put my pecker in."
Two tall trees, a birch and a beech, are growing in the woods. A small tree begins to grow between them, and the beech says to the birch, "Is that a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The birch says he cannot tell. Just then a woodpecker lands on the sapling. The birch says, "Woodpecker, you are a tree expert. Can you tell if that is a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The woodpecker takes a taste of the small tree. He replies, "It is neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch. It is, however, the best piece of ash I have ever put my pecker in."
But I'm stumped.
Kept on insisting that I had promised to build him a treehouse but I don't remember evergreening this elm of a contract. Though he kept inisisting I had birch the agreement due to the long delay but my attempt to confern the fertility of the spruce was in roots. Now I have to oak up and face the spruce. My weekend has been soiled and I now have to maple my son's treehouse whilst I willow my day away. Although... Now that I twig about it, having a treehouse in my yard sounds like a pine idea.
You get mourning wood.
It was a basic birch.
Those sons of birches...
Spruce Willis (Bruce Willis)
Matthew Mahogany (Matthew Maconahay? Tell me how to spell it)
Mirk Russel (Kurt Russel)
Clint Oakwood (Clint Eastwood)
Benedict Lumberthatch (Benedict Cumberbatch)
Ashwood Kutcher (Ashton Kutcher)
Birch Reynolds (Bert Reynolds)
Russel Branch (Russel Brand)
Dwayne "The Log" Johnson (Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson)
In a nutshell, it's an oak tree.
You ask it for it’s BIRCH certificate.
I would call it Son of a Birch
Birches be runnin' wild.
I need help for a project! What are your best puns that have anything to do with wood?
"Can I axe you a question?"
"I wood stay longer, but I have to leaf now"
EDIT: another one: "birch please!"
Did you hear about the pretty sapling that entered high school?
Ya, she got in with the poplar birches.
The wife, kids and I were out at the lot to cut down our tree.
The guide asked us if we wanted to be shown where the pine tree lot was.
I did the "oh no you didn't" double snap of my fingers and said: