Classes Puns

They're to prevent meltdowns.

It's a high school.

I said, “OK, Zoomer.“

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After only 4 weeks he was a black belt in Tae Kwon Dough

It just really isn’t working out

“You’re an udder disappointment.”

That's always been his Achilles Elbow

I guess we were ahead of the curve

So they don't get assaulted.

I'm starting to think the therapist didn't make a spelling mistake.

You could say they're all the rage.

I was soon oriented.

I even changed my major to Ort History!

I was really confused when I showed up to the first class and they were all stretching.

They're too lambunctious.

But calculus is where I reached my limit.

A skipping stone

I usually listen to her advice but that's where I draw the line.

Nontendo.

Looks like I've to ketchup with it.

Would it be weighted?

It's a whisk I'm willing to take.

He's now a Doberman Tickler.

It was exhausting.

"What did you make; alphabet soup?"

To which he replied, "Yeah, last time I looked"

He then proceeded to laugh at his unintentional joke for a few minutes, while the rest of us rolled our eyes.

I can now break a 2 inch board with my cast.

There are three classes of cheerios, the lower class (plain ol' cheerios), the middle class cheerios (frosted), and the elite class (honey nut). One soggy morning in Seattle, a plain cheerio awoke in his single room apartment. He looked out at the still sleepy city, blanketed in a mist of rain. He quickly got dressed and put his shoes on, this would be the day. He stood propped against the bus stop, smoking a cigarette. "God I have got to stop this habit." He thought to himself. Glancing back and forth at the bustle of cheerios, he saw her. She looked about 25, devastatingly gorgeous, and he could smell the honey from where he stood. "Excuse me ma'am," his voice quivered, "I - I think you might be the most beautiful cheerio I have ever seen." She smiled and her otherwise golden brown face grew red. " This is a long shot, but will you marry me?' She was obviously caught off guard by this, but her red lips formed the word, "Yes." They raced through the morning mist of the city, and arrived at her fathers house. The cheerio bent down in front of her father. "Sir, I would like to ask for your blessing in marrying your daughter" "No! You are a regular cheerio and my daughter needs a high quality honey nut" he snapped. "But sir." "No means no damnit!" "Sir this is very unrea-" "You come back a honey nut and you'll have my blessing, my daughter is not about to marry a low life like you." The cheerio sprinted home, tears streaming down his face. He fumbled against the lock and sprawled out on his bed. When he awoke it was early, his sheets had a dark silhouette from his wet jacket. He sat up and lit a cigarette. "Damn." he sighed to himself. Walking in front of his mirror, he noticed something different. His body was frosted! He had become a frosted cheerio! He darted out the door without shoes, reaching the honey nut household in no time at all. He banged on the door, and the beauty's father answered. "Sir I am a changed cheerio! I'm frosted!" he exclaimed. Her father had a stern look on his face. "You think you are any better? The dirt on my boots are worth more than you." he hissed. The old honey nut slammed the door on the young frosted. He heard the deadbolt click. The newly frosted cheerio didn't take the same way home. He stood on the edge of a bridge, feeling the cool autumn wind on his sugar coated skin. Was he really going to go through with this? Was it worth it? No he was a frosted cheerio now. He couldn't get the girl, but he was a changed cheerio. He

It's getting a little over the top.

so I said I was obeying the sign in the school zone that said "Do Not Pass."

Because each episode has so many bros and cons.

Me: Fine

Dad: Getting into the swing of things?

Me: Groans

My teacher would just Babylon

me: "Do you know what's the best thing about being a yoga instructor?"

her: "No... what?"

me: "The flexible hours." :)

I asked him if they just sit around teaching him dad jokes at dad school.

"No they just have us fill out a form. But my form is perfect."

"I think I'm going to take this class here."

"Well, okay, but they might notice it's missing."

Me: "so I made this friend in class..." Mom: "You made a friend in your cloning class?" She laughed hysterically while the rest of the car groaned.

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