Hi all, I'm part of a team at work that meets weekly to review the apps in our organization and we would love a funny or pun-related title for our team, preferably with the word "app" in the title. Right now it's the APProval committee, but I think we can do better. A Feather in One's App is our next choice. What are some good titles?
Does anyone know any Embroidery puns or puns relating to stitching, needle, thread, hoops.?
Hi! Does anyone know if there are any discord servers specifically for writing wordplay or puns?
John started working in a color pigment company which specialises in mixing and editing different color pigments according to their customers's demands. Once the color pigments were done, they would be mailed out to the customers with a detailed note commenting on the properties of the produced color pigments. John was placed in the 'Pink Pigment' department which was incidentally between the 'Red Pigment' and 'White Pigment' departments. He was really good at his job and was constantly praised for the great work he produced.
However after a month or so, John found that a number of his work was being duplicated and mailed to almost all of his customers. Worse of all, instead of a proper note commenting on the color pigment properties, these duplicated products were accompanied with rather bad puns and jokes. One repeating joke which irritated him the most was: 'What do you call a country with only pink cars? A pink car-nation.'
Upset, he went to his manager to complain about the problem. After listening to John, his manager said, "Oh boy, looks like I need to talk to the manager of the 'Red Pigment' department again. This is not the first time that it has happened. Those Red-editors in that department love to copy and repost other people's original work as their own."
John then asked, "How are you so sure that it was them who are responsible?"
His manager replied, "Well, you can be certain that it is them as they always love jokes or puns especially in the comment section."
I'm somewhat of a digital artist, and she asked me to draw her a picture of a pig wearing a witch's hat in the desert. I thought it was weird, but I assumed it was some weird inside gen z joke amongst her and her friends. So, me being me, I went all out and probably spent more time on it than I should have using Adobe Illustrator. When I was done, I showed her, and she said, "Well, that's one heck of a ham sandwich," and that was that.
Russell
What do you call a man injecting filler into his lips? Philips.
What do you call a man with a car on his head? Jack.
What do you call a man in a cooking in a pot? Stew
What do you call a man with a rabbit up his bottom? Warren
What do you call a man in the mailbox? Bill
What do you call a man with no arms or legs floating in the ocean? Bob
And his dog in the same ocean with no legs? Bob Barker
What do you call a man without a body, just a nose? Nobody nose.
What do you call a man lying down at your front door? Matt.
What do you call a man in a hole in the yard? Doug
What do you call a man in a small hole, Doug less
What do you call a man in a sink with a speech impediment? Dwayne.
What do you call a man with no arms or legs in a pile of leaves? Russell
What do you call a man with no arms or legs in a cafe with cups and saucers on his back? Trey.
What do you call a French man who fights cats? Claude.
What do you call a man hanging on a wall? Art
Just his arms and legs hanging on the wall? Pieces of Art.
What if he also has no tongue? Tasteless Art
What so you call a woman with no arms and legs on the beach? Sandy
When the tide comes in? Sandy Duncan.
What do you call a girl with no arms and no legs cooking on a grill? Patty
What do you call a woman top of a church tower? Isabelle.
What do you call a man with no shins ? Tony
Thus it is a valid scientific theory that:
πΆββ¦fat bottomed girls, you make the rockinβ world go roundββ¦βπΆ
Whoops. Never mind. Wrong sub.
Potassium
They're all girls, otherwise they'd be uncles
I told him either ore.
It takes a lot of guts to do it.
Personally, I'd fight a dead person because I'd be guaranteed to win.
Pls help the best I have right now is Ellebow
They crept in. It was pitch black and stone quiet. They were suddenly starting to regret this dare. Stupidly, only one brought a flash light. The aggressive darkness and inky black yielded with grudging compliance but always seeming to push back. They moved cautiously onward amid the dust and cobwebs. The floor creaked. They breathed in tight, quick breaths. You could hear a pin drop.
Suddenly, there was a deep moan. "OOOOOOOOUUUUU". It seemed from below them. The house had been abandoned for years. Who or what could make such a sound? The boys looked at each other, but continued on, hearts pounding in their chests.
As they proceeded into the kitchen they encountered a swarm of flies. Buzzing and beating their necks and faces, they rushed and stumbled to the door, not stopping to see what they were truly feasting on. They slammed the door behind them. Maybe a body? But no way were they going back to find out. And again came the sound, "ooooOOOOOooooOOUUU" but louder this time, and closer.
They proceeded through the dark into the dining room. They saw a fully set dining table covered in cob webs. Dust-covered regal-looking glasses, goblets and silverware adorned the table. Spiders climbed on ivory plates. Clearly a house of privilege and set for a grand feast which never happened.
Or, perhaps, met a fatal end?
They pushed on. But again that unearthly howl.
"oooooOOOOOOOOOOOUuuuuUUUUuuUUOOOOooo".
They found the basement staircase, and from below, the sounds seemed to be emanating. Could they proceed? Would they? Did they dare? Two of the boys looked at each other, faces filled with worry.
But the third said, confidently, "We're going down there." Not wanting to seem the weaker, the other two boys steeled themselves and nodded.
The stairs creaked and groaned evily under their feet. The rickety banister shook in angry defiance. Insects and vermin scattered underneath them with every step. They were descending into hell, they knew, but none would turn back.
And the sound: "oOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUuuuuUUOOOO". Now loud enough to fill not only their heads but seeming to claw at their very souls!
Now at the basement door! The antique, crying squeak of the hinges eeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEee made the boys wince and almost cover their ears. But they had to know. WHAT is making that horrible, terrible sound?
"ooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUoooooUUUUUUUOOOOOOO"
In the center of the basement lay an unholy coffin! A twisted artistic expression of murder, decay and
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She's just Ovary Acting
I don't care what she says, I'm sticking to my guns.
I said noway
ETA: I don't understand why there are so many comments just naming a country :) are you the whoosh, or am I!?
It was an ether/oar situation.
Asking for a fiend
One loved to swim in the ocean. The other would lay in front of your doorway for no reason.
Yeah. I'll never forget Bob and Matt.
Itβs how I console them.
Because if they flew over the bay, theyβd be called bagels
My great grandmother opened her eyes and said, "Joan of Arc did." And those were her last words. She died a few minutes later.
That's a true story.
A trans-former
I said "No, just covers."
The dad replies βNo thanks I want a cheeseburger and friesβ.
I guess I have writer's block
Apparently corporate says itβs Cremation or Burialβ¦ like ugh ok maybe but like was I wrong?!
At least, those are the prime suspects.
