A list of puns related to "Knuckle"
Man Iβm glad thatβs out of the whey.
I sure knocked some cents into them.
Wae
Me: "No it doesn't, that's just a myth."
Dad: "Maybe it's just myth-understood."
Tech Knuckle Support.
The cold shoulder
Heβs a sucker for rings...
Because D's nuts
British Pounds
A knuckle sandwich
Three older ladies were discussing the travails of getting older. One said, βSometimes I catch myself with a jar of mayonnaise in my hand in front of the refrigerator and canβt remember whether I need to put it away, or start making a sandwich.β
The second lady chimed in, βYes, some times I find myself on the landing of the stairs and canβt remember whether I was on my way up or on my way down.β
The third one responded, β Well, Iβm glad I donβt have that problem; knock on wood,β as she rapped her knuckles on the table, then told them βThat must be the door, Iβll get it!β Reply
A Man Walked into a Library. He approached the front desk, rapped on the wood with his knuckles, and declared "MA'AM, I WOULD LIKE A CHEESEBURGER AND FRIES." The receptionist was startled, and replied "sir, please.. this is a library!" The man gasped, looked around surprised, and replied in a very quiet whisper: "i'm so sorry. i would like a cheeseburger and fries."
It took a while but donβt give up. All those driving lessons in all kinds of weather, late at night, early morning. Gritted teeth and white knuckles at near misses, all payed off.
So to celebrate we bought a new car.
It's nice after all that work to finally have something to chauffeur it.
Whoever figured out how many days in a month using their knuckles had way too much TIME on their HANDS.
This is an homage to my buddy Allen who is a master at puns in general and of puns of the antanaclasis variety in particular.
Allen likes to write fan fiction for Vladimir Nabokov's novel "Lolita". In Allen's version, the young girl tries to seduce an older man with hacky knock knock jokes. One example: "Hey big boy, I want to whisper something in your ear... Did you know Knock-Knock Jokes may result in swollen knuckles?"
The copyright holders have requested he take the jokes out. They said to knock off knock-off knuckle knock-knocks in Nabokov knock-offs.
So my dad pretty much lays this one on every friend of mine he ever meets.
There once was this man named Benny, who had the strongest desire to live forever. The devil knew these desires, and arose out of the dephts to make a deal with Benny.
The deal stated that, in exchange for Benny's soul, he would be gifted with immortality. The only condition was that Benny could not shave any part of his body, ever, or he would be instantly transformed into an urn.
Benny went on with his now unending life and found himself falling in love with a girl shortly after accepting this deal with the devil. The girl however. Would not love him back because of his ridiculously long hair covering his entire body. It was said that the hair from his knuckles would sweep the floor when he walked into the room, and he would constantly trip himself on his beard.
The girl eventually died and Benny fell into a deep depression. He decided it would be best to end his misery by going to a barbershop, and getting a shave. He sat in the barber's seat, and as soon as the blade reached his skin, he was transformed, and all that remained in the seat was a large, metal urn.
The moral of the story... A Benny Shaved is a Benny Urned.
Him: You want a sandwich? Me: Sure! Him: (holding up fist) A knuckle sandwich!?
Three older ladies were discussing the travails of getting older. One said, βSometimes I catch myself with a jar of mayonnaise in my hand in front of the refrigerator and canβt remember whether I need to put it away, or start making a sandwich.β
The second lady chimed in, βYes, some times I find myself on the landing of the stairs and canβt remember whether I was on my way up or on my way down.β
The third one responded, β Well, Iβm glad I donβt have that problem; knock on wood,β as she rapped her knuckles on the table, then told them βThat must be the door, Iβll get it!β
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