Overturned Puns

Avoid the area, as it has all been coned off.

It was horrific! I slaw it happen!

Amazingly there was no congestion for 8 hours!

Police says he is under a-rest and there is cues a mile long.

My father always said I lack conviction.

Damages are estimated at $4.81 !

I dunno what the dill is... details are sketchy. I relish any comments with more info about this incident.

At least that’s the word on the street.

Amazingly, there was no congestion for eight hours!

The police say they don't know what to make of it.

It was a widespread case of loose stools.

The Police have said, there will be no congestion for at least 12hrs.

Clarence Thomas, in response, said an appeal would be "a fruitless exercise"

But that's just my own To Pence.

That would really be an unpresidented event.

He won the trial but got overturned on a peel.

John Deavensmit was not having a good time. After an incident involving a coffee spill, he'd been sued for $50 million, and somehow the jury had ruled against him. There was no way he could pay that much money; he'd go bankrupt.

Naturally, he filed for an appeal, but the winner of the case was already beginning to hound him for money, hoping to get at least something before the judgement was overturned. John was nearly at his wit's end before he found an unusual package in his mailbox.

It was from a couple of his friends, who all went on to law school when John left to create a startup. They'd all been very successful, and had gone on to be justices at various levels, from courts in a small county in Wisconsin all the way to the Supreme Court. When he opened it up, he was surprised to see an ink drawing of a thick wooden stick. It was signed by his friends, and accompanied by a note:

> Hey John, > > We're sorry to hear about your loss in court last month. We met up at a judge conference in the Davison Center, and we thought that we'd do something special for you. We met up in the Grapefruit Room and all worked together to draw this. We hope you enjoy it! > > Your friends

Now, John had been to D.C. a few times, and knew about the Davison Centre. It was renowned for its very offbeat architecture. The Grapefruit Room was one of the weirdest: it had been constructed by taking a world-record grapefruit, carving out the flesh, and preserving the rind. The result was a walk-in fruit, and it always smelled of citrus.

It took John a while to work out the significance of the gift, but when he realized it, he was overjoyed. His good friends had seen fit to grant him a stave judge-men penned in a peel.

Amazingly, there was no congestion for 8 hours.