As you can tell, I'm a slumberjack.
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: