A list of puns related to "Limp"
Arrrthritis.
A peach hobbler.
(One of my kids favorites).
Because he's not Big Feet.
[5 year old nephew made this joke]
A peach hobbler.
(This is an original as far as I can tell. Made it up years ago on a car ride across the US with the family. Kids are in college now but still enjoy it.)
Another mom bites the Durst.
I'm looking for the man who shot my paw.
and he loved the food so much that he uprooted his family and moved there immediately. He was in such a rush to move that he sold his house, his cars, and a lot of his belongings at a fraction of their actual value. When asked why he felt such urgency to move there, he said "I did it all for the gnocchi"
And places a bandaged limb on the bar. He announces, "I am looking for the man who shot my paw!"
I'm blaming it on his dad because apparently he has a bad paw
He said, "No, it's just a hip-hurt-potamus"
.. Sorry for such a lame Ass joke.
He pulled his hamstring!
An O-limp-ian!
What does a turkey with a limp say?
Wobble Wobble
My grandad always hated the milkman. Every time the guy limped up to the door (heβd had his foot damaged in the war) to drop off our delivery grandad would always grumble and mutter. I asked the old man what he had against the milkman. I never got a good answer.
It wasnβt until years later that I figured out that grandad was just lack toes intolerant.
You can call me Limp Dick
Finally, she thought of a clever way to make her point.
When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors.
I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house.
I was gone only a minute and when I came out, I handed her a toothbrush.
I said, "When you finish cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the driveway."
The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a slight limp...
wife: are you limping?
me: I'm having an issue with my boring knee.
wife: your what?
me: My boring knee. My fun knee is just fine.
I am learning to dad.
You put it in your shoe and it makes you limp.
A Limp
A piece of string walks into a bar, sits down at the counter, and orders two shots and a beer. The bartender says "I'm sorry, we don't serve string here," so the string walks back out. He comes in again later, and this time sits at a table, and again tries to order two shots and a beer. The waiter says "I'm sorry, we don't serve string here," so he walks back out again. This time, before going back in, he ties himself in a knot and ruffles up his hair. He walks back in, sits at the counter, and the bartender says, "Hey, aren't you that same piece of string that was in here earlier?" and the string says "I'm a frayed knot"
Ever since then Iβve had a nasty limp
On his walk home he sees a dog in he middle of the road. He wonders what itβs doing laying there when all of a sudden a car comes by and hits the dog. It flies through the air and after a minute, gets up and runs into the woods. Johnny canβt believe what he just saw and rushes home to tell his mom. He goes inside breathing hard form running and says βYouβre not going to believe what I just sawβ
βWhat happened Johnnyβ says his mom
βThis car just hit this dog right in the ass and it flew through the air. He barely got up and limped into the woodsβ
The mom then says βnow little Johnny cmon lets be a little more respectfully letβs not use those words. Letβs say rectum insteadβ
Johnny then replies
βWrecked him!? That car damn near killed him!β
when there was a terrible accident. The fire in his forge had gone out of control and set fire to the shop. The blacksmith nearly lost his life. He was bedridden for many months and relied on the help of his children and grandchildren to feed him, bathe him, and take care of all of his needs. Eventually he was able to get back on his feet, though his outlook on life had turned quite grim. He was now able to take care of himself, but he had lost much of his strength and dexterity from the injuries he sustained and he was unable to practice his trade. He fell into a deep depression and he spent most of his days sitting at home in front of the fireplace gazing into the flames, longing for the days when his strong hands could grasp a hammer and strike a hot piece of iron, slowly forging it into a beautiful piece of work.
One evening when the old man was sitting in front of the fire, he heard a knock at the door. It was his granddaughter, whom he hadn't seen in many months. She had overheard her father talking to her mother about how her grandfather was slowly slipping away into depression and hopelessness and she wanted to help. To the old man's surprise, she had brought him a puppy. "I thought that since you're always here all by yourself that you might want someone you keep you company," the granddaughter said. The old man's eyes welled up with tears and the little puppy instantly jumped into his arms and began licking the tears from his face. The old man and his granddaughter spent the next several hours sitting on the floor of his house watching the puppy chase around a rubber ball, bouncing, jumping, panting, and licking. In that short time, the old man had made complete turnaround from being sad, lonely, and hopeless, to smiling from ear to ear, full of joy with his new-found companion. As the hours grew late and the puppy grew tired, the granddaughter said "Well Opa, I'm glad you like your puppy, but it's late and I should be heading home. By the way, what are you going to call him?" "Life," said the old man, "because he has given me a new meaning and joy to mine." The granddaughter kissed her grandfather on the cheek, wished him goodnight, and she left.
Many years passed and all the while, the old man and his little dog were inseparable. Everywhere the old man went, Life was always with him whether it was the post office, the grocery store, and even when the old man went to the barber shop, the little dog would sit patiently until the last hair on
... keep reading on reddit β‘I honestly just had a dream that belongs here. At the start of the dream, I meticulously engraved the word "Over" into a knife when I started getting all these friends and old contacts telling me to leave them alone and blocking me... when I didn't say shit. I finally notice somebody is going through my contacts on all social media one at a time and just ruining friendships sending lewd photos of their junk.
I realize it's coming from my computer at home and I can't get remoted into it so I start driving home... only to get caught in a bunch of tornados. One smaller one picks me up and throws my car about 20ft knocking my wheel loose.
I limp my car away from that tornado only to find another doing like a Mexican standoff with me on the highway. I turned to the random person in my passenger seat holding up the knife and said "Wind or Loose, it'll be Over in a Flash" and I woke up. Now I feel the need to change all my passwords...
Funniest horse puns and jokes
A white horse walks into a pub and asks for a whisky. The landlord says: βHey, weβve got a whisky named after you.β The horse replies: βWhat, George?β
A horse trudges slowly into a pub and orders a drink. βEveninββ says the barman, βwhy the long face?β
A horse walks into a smart cocktail bar. The doorman says: βWait you canβt come in here without a tie.βThe horse goes out to his car, looks in the boot and gets a set of jump leads, which he ties around his neck.He goes back in and says to the barman: βThis alright?β The barman says: βHmm, okβ¦ but donβt be starting anything.β
A poorly-looking horse limps into a bar with a bandage round his head. He orders a glass of champagne, a vintage brandy and two pints of Guinness. He downs the lot and says to the barman: βI shouldnβt really be drinking this with what Iβve got?β βWhy, what have you got?β βAbout Β£2 and a carrot.β
Which side of a horse has more hair? The outside Whatβs a horseβs favourite TV show? Neighbours
A racehorse owner takes his horse to the vet. βWill I be able to race this horse again?,β he asks The vet replies: βOf course you will, and youβll probably win!β
Did you hear about the depressed horse? He told a tale of whoa!
A dead horse walks into a bar and orders a whisky.
βIβm sorry, sir,β says the barman. βWe donβt serve spirits..
A talking horse walks into a bar and approaches the manager. βExcuse me, good sir,β the horse says, βare you hiring?β The manager looks the horse up and down and says, βSorry, pal. Why donβt you try the circus?β The horse nickers. βWhy would the circus need a bartender?β
Did you hear about the man who was hospitalized with six plastic horses inside him? The doctor described his condition as stable.
What did the horse say when it fell? βIβve fallen and I canβt giddyup!β
Q. What does it mean if you find a horseshoe? A. Some poor horse is walking around in his socks.
A man rode his horse to town on Friday. The next day he rode back on Friday. How is this possible? The horseβs name was Friday.
Why did the pony have to gargle? Because it was a little horse!
What did the horse say when it fell? Iβve fallen and I canβt giddyup!
What did the teacher say when the horse walked into the class? Why the long face?
What do you call a horse that lives next door? A neigh-bo
... keep reading on reddit β‘OK... so did you ever notice how every time you spend 4 days alone in the woods and you make it out without a scratch or even a mosquito bite, and you're feeling all peaceful and relaxed and at one with the universe, you're not home 20 minutes and unloading the back of your truck when you slam your right shin into the trailer hitch... and amid the flashing white stars around you, your fists clench, your teeth grit, your body tenses and every "mean, nasty and ugly" word you ever read, heard, uttered or even imagined ("Wait... is #*&%#@!!! even a word??? Oh what the heck? It works!") goes tearing through your brain.... and eventually it passes and you keep working, surprised you're not even limping and it doesn't hurt more than it does... and almost an hour later, when you're finished and getting undressed to take your first hot shower in days, you see a lump on your shin the size of Rhode Island... and the first image that pops into your head is John Merrick yelling "I AM NOT AN ANIMAL!!!... in fact, it literally looks like a second knee on your right leg... so you spend the rest of the evening keeping it elevated and icing it on and off, alternating between a blue gel pack and a bag of frozen peas.... and when you go to bed, you keep the gel pack on while you read and then take it off before you go to sleep... and then you wake up around 3AM and decide to check your shin and the swelling has gone down quite a bit... but since you still have several hours before you get up, you decide to ice it again... but the gel pack on the floor is no longer cold so you get up, walk to the kitchen and open the fridge... and after taking a bite of leftover pizza from last night (because... well, you're here and what the heck?), you go into the freezer, grab the bag of frozen peas and take them back to bed with you... but they're all frozen into one big solid ball and well, that won't do... so you lay the bag on the bed to pound it once or twice to break them up, but instead the bag bursts open and suddenly there are frozen peas sprayed all over the bed and rolling onto the floor... and all those words from yesterday come rushing back into your head as you kneel to gather them all up... but suddenly your anger completely vanishes and you can't help laughing to yourself as you think, "gee, I can't remember the last time I pea'd the bed in the middle of the night"???
Dad's visiting for a couple of weeks, and this is our first conversation this morning.
I get out of bed and go straight to the kettle to boil water for my morning coffee. I'm limping because my foot fell asleep while I was browsing Reddit in bed a couple of minutes before.
Dad: What happened?
Me: My foot fell asleep.
Dad: Make sure there's enough water for a second cup of coffee.
:l
Jonathan Davis brought the corn and Fred Durst made biscuits but they were a little too limp. Marshal Mathers wasn't prepared, so all he could provide was some M&M's. Neil Peart had to leave early because he was in a rush, and the meal was so bad that it disturbed David Draimen.
I was talking to my dad on the phone as I pulled up to my apartment. There are deer that frequent the yard next to it and one has a bad limp.
While talking I said poor limpy to which my dad responded "maybe she can join the oLIMPics." I laughed pretty hard after that.
This is an older story, I think it was roughly 98 or 99. My little brother was getting into rock and was listening to Limp Biskit and Korn. He saved up some money to get a CD so my dad took him to Sam Goody. My little brother gets the newest hit record by Korn and brings it to the counter and check out. With my dad by his side, he places the record on the counter and the late nineties rocker chick, loaded up with tons of eye liner and hot topic wear working the cash register says "oh yeah! I love Korn, I know everything about them, I have all their records." Without a fucking second thought and the straightest face, my dad says "I guess that makes you a little corny."
I banged my knee the other day and my grandfather asked why I was limping. I banged my knee on the table" I said.
"Your low knee or your heine?" he said with a grin.
A man is walking along the street, taking each step with one foot on the raised sidewalk, and the other foot on the road. Another man asks him "Hey why are you walking like that, with one foot on the sidewalk and the other down on the road"? The man looks down to his feet and says "Damn, thanks for telling me, I thought I had started to limp".
Edit: Bonus points for telling the same joke (with visual representation of course) every god damned time we were walking in a street that had a raised sidewalk. Can't wait until I have a kid so I can pass this comedic gold on.
Me: "Son, why are you limping?" Son: "Remember last week when I hurt my crotch?" Me: "Yeah..."
(pause)
Son: "I also hurt my foot." Me: "Oh. I was trying to figure out the connection there."
(pause)
Me: "I guess that would be your leg." Son: "You're an idiot."
I'm lookin for the fella who shot my paw.
You put it in his shoe and it makes him limp.
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