He replies, "Arkansas".
It was a soundboard
I constantly knock on wood.
Me: Hey mate wood you mind if I ask a question
My friend: sure, axe your question
Me: I’m making an account on timber (tinder) can you help me?
My friend: sure just put you’re username etc. (you know the basic stuff) and then if you ever get a new phone you could just log in
Ik this is bad I never make puns also I don’t mind criticism
It is presented, of course, as a log log log.
Queue me enthusiastically from my desk, “so what you’re saying is, you saw’ved all their problems?!”
They hate my humor.
Wood doesn't grow on trees.
Me: (tightening my black belt) I don’t know but he must be pretty strong.
He saw too much
One could say I've been pining for the fjords
Dadjoked the wife with this one:
Dad: I'm building a deck, I'm here to get some 2x4s Guy: how long ya need it? Dad: Well I'm hoping it'll last at least a few years
But i didn't think it wood work.
"I've eaten herbivore."
It was a lumber jack
It had no lumber support
As we are getting close to walking into the store we walk past three gentlemen standing outside and one of them is holding some lumber. My father in-law looks at them and says "Must be having an important board meeting, carry on gentlemen".
We died laughing.
My dad loves to build. Every few years he takes on a new major construction project; an addition on his house, a huge workshop, something. When he goes to buy lumber he always tries to set the salesman up for this doozy:
Dad: "I'm going to need three dozen 2x4s."
Salesman: "Sure. How long do you need them?"
Dad: "I'm going to need them a long time, I'm building an addition on my house."
(Edit: Structure and spelling (thanks DJUrsus)).
A little context: I'm driving around in Yellowstone with my dad and my girlfriend. My dad went on a three week cross country ski winter camping trip when he was 17 in Yellowstone. We are currently talking about whether or not it is important to carry bear spray.
Dad: "Did I ever tell you about that time I woke up a bear on my ski trip?"
Me: "What?! No, that's crazy, what happened?"
Dad: "Well, we were skiing through an open field when we hear a rumbling from about 100 yards behind us, and we turn back and there's a huge bear, and he looks at us and starts lumbering in our direction. At the time, I was with this girl who was not a very good skier, but we were pretty sure black bears can't climb trees, so we start hustling towards the woods. So I'm pulling her along and this bear is gaining on us but we get to the closest climbable tree and the bear is still 50 yards back. Like I said, she wasn't a very good skier, or really very coordinated in general, so I help boost her up int... keep reading on reddit ➡
That's a waste of lumber!
My dad told me this, one of my grandpa's old jokes.
When he went into the hardware store to buy lumber, he would ask for some 2x4's. When the guy at the desk asked how long he wanted them, he would say "Oh a long time, we're building a deck"
At Lowe's volunteering my truck to move some lumber that a friend is using to make his girlfriend shelves. He and I are standing with the boards, distracting her kids while she settles up at the counter. Among the continuous babble from her youngest was "I'm thirsty." Simultaneously from three directions around him, my friend and I and a passing Lowe's employee:
"Hi thirsty, I'm Mike!" "Hi thirsty, I'm Dave!" "Hi thirsty, I'm Neil!"
We all shared a moment while mom shot us the most exhausted and disappointed look I've ever seen.
My buddy and I (John and Matt) were both dressed up as "Lumberjacks" for Halloween. Typical Flannels, Suspenders, Denim Pants, Wool Hats, and Beards. Our friend's kids come up and say they've never seen Lumberjacks before. We told them we haven't seen any Lumberjacks today, we're "LumberMatt" and "LumberJohn". They didn't enjoy it at much as we did.
I work at in a lumber yard and a customer got me today. I asked an older gentleman today if he was looking for anything specific. He told me he was looking for a 2 by 4 and asked if we cut them. I told him that we do and asked how long he wanted it. He said "well it's going in my wall so I'd like it for a long time." I groaned but got him back when I cut it. I cut it twice, looked at him and said "I don't know what happened, I cut it twice and it's still too short." We had a good laugh.