A-coo-sticks
This is because of a-coo-sticks.
They’re both big fans of coos.
He's plotting a coo
They don’t. A pigeon can only gain power through a coo d’état.
This doesn’t happen with pigeons, though. This is because a coo sticks
Acoustic.
Baby smiles and starts to coo. "Hai ku, I am dad."
Because a coo sticks.
Coo Coo !!!
It's definitely a coo.
They always want to start a coo.
Coo clucks clan
It was very time consuming.
Especially when I went back for seconds.
There was a military coo
It’s a military coo.
He surely took his time.
Because, if it had 4 doors it would be a chicken sedan.
Got quite a few groans I was pretty proud of today!
We were talking about hiring a new manager for a field team, and it turned out the guy we liked the most had several felony convictions for gun possession.
COO: I'm not sure we can take the risk, despite his valuable experience.
Me: Well guys, at least we know he'll stick to his guns.
I'll make a very good dad one day.
So they attempted a coo
It was all thanks to his coo data.
Working on a little something. Give me your best and I will include you in the credits.
So far I only have: Coo Skywalker
Edit: thanks for all the replies! I will post game here soon, and pm those whose puns I end up using.
I heard there's been a coo.
We call this high coo.
It's a Haiku coo clock.
...they decided to stage a coo
Due to a difference in a pinion, a flock of doves attempted to stage an immediate coo by just winging it. So it wasn't surprising that, after creating an add-hawk unit (which many in the bird community considered fowl play), the eagles' military was just too strong and talonted, and the fledgling, emutional uprising subsequently took a tern for the worst.
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
... keep reading on reddit ➡I was talking to my girlfriend about the sorority structure with President and all the various vice presidents.
She mentioned that another sorority uses a corporate structure..
Gf: "Rather than president they have a CEO and instead of a vice president of finance they have a CFO."
Me: "So do they have a Chief Operating Officer?"
Gf: "Yeah, I think so."
Me: "Oh, that's coo."
Snickered a bit and she just gave me that "you're kidding look."
So its not really a dad joke, since my friend who is not a father said it...But I groaned loudly, so I think it qualifies.
We're walking along and see a bunch of pigeons. He asks "Which do you hate more, pigeons or seagulls?" to which I replied "Seagulls obviously. They shit the same amount but they come with that annoying noise". He then smiled ear to ear before saying "Yeah, pigeons are Coo".
I don't hear from my father very much, let alone dad jokes, but I guess no matter what I'll always encounter a groan-inducing dad joke one way or another.
The sound from a pigeon does not, because a coo sticks.
The reason is a coo sticks.
Baby laughs and starts to coo.
“Hai ku, I am dad.”
