A list of puns related to "Mins"
For them, hindsight is 2020
I think that's a record
The difference is staggering.
Until it starts talking
the difference is staggering
LEARN CHINESE IN 5 MINUTES (You MUST read them out loud or it doesnt make as much sense)...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kAG39jKi0lI
"better than to find that it took of 50 minutes early before you arrived"
She hasn't noticed, but the thyme is cumin.
So I'm proud to say I made my first dad joke not even 5 min after my son way born.
After he came out, the doctor weighed my son. Doctor said "wow look at the size of those hands!".
Which I had to reply instantly " you know what they say about babys with big hands eh?!?" .... "big gloves" !!
To whole room cracked up and my women just sighed and said. "Really.."
A Prostitute tweetie
What does the Prostitute Tweetie say?
"Cheap Cheap"
Just heard that about 5 mins ago at the Christmas dinner table... from my dad.
Mum-to-sis
If this isn't original then I seriously spent a whole 20 mins on nothing
At this rate, he will never be in class on time.
Look for the Fresh Prince.
I hate being a teacher.
Babe & I tried to spice things up so as to improve our sex duration
But as a 2 mins guy I came on thyme, as usual
and I dropped my dang glasses, but when I looked up suddenly everything was 2020.
Because he's too focused on his Korea.
Olive, the other reindeer
What did the egg say to the boiling water?
Went shooting at an outdoor range. With my 11 year old boy. After putting 1000 rounds down range, we headed home. While driving home after like 10 mins...
Me, "my ears are messed up, the radio and the tires sound funny".
Son, (holding up three finger) says,"how many fingers am I holding up?"
Me, "What, I said my ears are messed up not my eyes!"
Son, (still holding up his fingers yells at the top of his lungs) "HOW MANY FINGERS AM I HOLDING UP?"
Im still laughing!
So not the kind you tell the kids, but certainly Dad jokes, and totally true!
I recently had a vasectomy and the guy 'doing the deed' was some genius wordsmith or was just trying to be punny.
The first thing he said in the prep-talk was "you won't feel a thing".
A few mins later it was "don't worry it will all be over quickly"
and finally whilst administering the local anaesthetic "you may feel a small prick".
We, I thought it was funny and he certainly gave me a chuckle.
WHHHHHHAAAATUUUUhhhhhhh!!
And in the waiting room he found a chart with the qualities of a "good poop". It said that one of the main qualities In the best poops are that they sink. They don't float. So he comes home and shows us a copy of the chart.
Literally like 10 mins later my little sister comes out of the bathroom screaming that she had a great poop because it sank "just like the titanic".
My dad wastes no time and run into the bathroom to check on the toilet and looks at me with a face of satisfaction that told me he was gonna do it. Then he said it:
"That's some good shit right there".
So there is this land called cheerio land and in cheerio land there are 7 classes of cheerio, 0-5 and the frosted cheerios. Now there is this level 0 cheerio. Hes homeless, living out on the street, probaly an alchoholic. But he falls in love with a frosted cheerio princess. So one day he sneaks into the royal gala and goes up to the princess and asks her "will you marry me?" Now she says "I like your style, youre a good looking guy, a bit scruffy but I like you. Tell you what I will marry you if you can become a frosted cheerio" So our guy goes back with a determination and gets a job and starts to pay off his debts. Now by having a job and his debts paid he becomes a level 1 cheerio. So he works, and he works, and he works, and he WORKS and he finally becomes a level 2 cheerio. Now he goes back to the princess and askes her again, "will you marry me?" she says "no honey you really do have to become a frosted cheerio first." So he goes back and he works and works, hes a fryboy at McGrubers or something, I dont care. So he works and he works and he gets promoted at the restraunt and is making more money. And he works and he works and he works and by having that income raise he finally becomes a level 3 cheerio. He feels sucessful for the first time in his life but he is starting to fall back on his old ways. One day he goes to the casino and he loses and he loses and he loses and he gambled all his money away and he gets fired to boot because gambling is against company policy. So he is back down to a level 1 cheerio. He gets a job on a production line at a nearby factory and determines himself not to fall back ever again. So he works and he works and he works and he works and he WORKS, level 2, level 3, and he is doing great again. He is promoted to Floor manager of the factory and he is doing great and becomes a level 4 cheerio. But then one day a rival company sabotages their operation by putting poison in their toothpaste or whatever the hell they were making. They have to pay out damages and PR and the like and they declare bankruptcy. He is knocked back down to level 2 for the lack in income. But he is hired almost straight away by a branch of a huge conglomerate because they recognized how hard of a worker he is. So he works, level 3, works, level 4, and he works and works and WORKS. So he is promoted t
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โKinda cool how bears catch fish with their bear hands.โ
When my wife arrived at their office there was some confusion. I got there a couple of mins later while they where trying to figure it out. Tax Guy: it seems someone made a mistake and made the appointment in the Marshville office. Wife: I don't even know where that office is. Me: It's in Marshville.
the Tax Guy and I got a good laugh, The Wife just rolled her eyes like always.
*edit: spelling
"Hey, that's alright with me. No harm, no fowl. Right?"
He then look around the table with this face of pure enjoyment and the proceeded to say:
"Get it? Like, fowl! F-o-w-l!"
He then laughed at his own joke for the next two mins while we all internally laughed with him but externally judged him.
In a group chat with my mom and dad discussing meeting up for dinner.
Mom : ok. We are on the way. We usually get a table in the bar area.
Me : well I'm sitting at the bar drinking a margarita. If you can't find me, check the floor.
Dad : they sweep the trash out every 15 min, so don't fall off the bar stool.
My wife and I are calling it a night and we hear an owl outside our window. After 15 mins, no more owl and itโs dead quite
My wife: thank God we canโt hear the owl anymore Me: Who? Wife: the owl Me: Who? Wife The OWL! Me: Who? Wife: ...groan go to bed Me: got her :)
Help wanted from r/puns!
I am planning to make my girlfriend a picture calendar for 2015 of some dog/ cat based puns of famous dictators. I'm running short of ideas, and so am turning to Reddit, given their penchant for all things pets and puns.
My ideas so far:
Adolf Kitler
Chairman miaow
Kitty Amin
Ho chi(huahua) Min
Robert Pugabi
Colonel Catdafi
Saddam Hussaint Bernard
Benito Pussolini
Fidel Catstro
I'm looking to Reddit's collective pun power to generate some more ideas. Help me punslingers!
Me - texting Dad "I've had to pee for hours and the bus is late." 10 min later: "Dad. I have been sitting on an anthill. They are crawling up my leg. I don't know how long this has been going on. THERE ARE LITERALLY ANTS IN MY PANTS."
Dad - "Don't piss them off! oh, wait...."
I think I'll keep him.
My dad and I were preparing streaks for the family, he tells me how i should put it on the grill.
Dad: "so when you put these on, lie them down at a good 45 degrees, after 5 mins, turn them 45 degrees the other way, get a nice cross pattern on them."
Me: "45 degrees? Dad that's pretty cold I doubt it'll cook in 5 mins."
Driving to airport 45 mins away:
Driver - "Remind me to stop for gas before we get too far"
Me - "Well if I don't, the car will!"
Turns out that there's trains that are pretty prominent at night. Was sitting at work when I get the text informing me:
Her: "So, turns out that there's trains at night around here.."
Me: "Well, guess you'll just have to try sleeping, you got work in the morning."
10 min later
Her: "Another one.. Wooo!"
Me: "Choo* trains go choo."
Her: "... I'm going to bed."
I thought it was clever.
Paul has a shitty life, his wife constantly berates him, his job sucks, his boss is a bully, his car is a shitty 85 ford pinto with a cracked windshield and is in bad need of a new transmission and to top it all off he's chubby, balding, and he has a small penis.
The only thing good in Paul's life is his friend Artie. Artie isn't the brightest bulb in the world, but he's always been there for Paul in the tough times. On October 5, 1953 Artie stood up for Paul against his bully in 7th grade. Artie got his ass handed to him at that time, but so did Paul. That incident resulted in a life long friendship. Paul and Artie went to the same High School together. They traveled around Europe that one summer in college. Artie was Paul's best man at his wedding. Everyone thought speech Artie gave was terrible, But Paul loved it Artie was his best friend.
Artie's life wasn't much better either, he never had the smarts for that great Job. In fact he was stuck in a dead end job as a construction labourer. Artie's car was pretty shitty too. Artie never married, but he was happy in the knowledge that at least he didn't end up with Paul's shitty wife.
For Paul's 46th birthday Artie was pretty broke, so all he could get his friend was a single lottery ticket. Artie being the sentimental guy that he was picked the date of the start of their friendship, and their respective ages (46, 45). Paul loved the present, and thought that the two of them should go to the Legion that friday to split a round of beers and listen to them call out the numbers.
On Friday they are both sitting there at the Legion having a laugh over a couple of beers when the cute lottery girl comes on the t.v. to read out the numbers. Paul pulls out the ticket and spreads it out on the beer stained table in front of them. The lottery girl starts reading out the numbers, 45, 10, 05. Both of Paul and Artie's hearts start beating, thats 200$ already. 53, Holy crap thats like a 10, 000 ticket. They both start losing their shit. 46....... Paul feints. He just won the jackpot. 37million dollars.
Two minutes later Artie finally revives Paul. Paul and Artie celebrate the night away, buy round after round for the people at the Legion and get absolutely shittered. They close out the bar and as the ugly lights come on they stumble blitzed, singing, onto the street arm in arm with the winning lottery ticket in hand and start the long walk back to Paul's place.
Halfway home, Paul comes to two drunken
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Grandmother: >I need to take my pills
Grandfather: >where are you taking them too
Grandmother: >ugh
repeat every 15 mins for all of life
change what grandmother says teach time
Because he doesn't have any guts..
This just happened like 5 mins ago.
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