Parlors Puns

Tatooine.

It’s all the dairy air.

I rubbed one of my clients up the wrong way.

They charge you a lot

For inktertainment.

How's Pizza gonna get a job now?

Myra Maines

and says, “Give me two scoops of chocolate.”

The guy behind the counter says, “I’m sorry sir, we’re out of chocolate.”

The man replies with, “well, in that case...hm... give me two scoops of chocolate.”

The guy behind the counter says, “Sir, I’m sorry but we’re out of chocolate.”

The man, thinking hard this time says, “Well, I want two scoops of chocolate.”

The guy behind the counter, now irate, says, “Sir, can you spell the straw in strawberry?”

“S-T-R-A-W”

“Can you spell the van in vanilla?”

“V-A-N”

“Can you spell the fuck in chocolate?”

The man thinks for a second and says, “There is no ‘fuck’ in chocolate.”

The guy behind the counter slaps the countertop with his hand and says, “That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you! There is no fuckin’ chocolate.”

I figured I'd wait until they work out all the kinks.

A police officer walks into a tattoo parlor, hoping to get something cool drawn onto his shoulder. He walks up to the artist and shows him a picture of what he wants. In large text on a ribbon it says, "Protect and Serve." Below it, is a picture of a a badge, a pair of handcuffs, and a pistol. The tattoo artist is very good at his job, and says he can get this done in one session, so the officer sits down and the artist gets started. A few hours later, the artist is just finishing up, inking the last details of his service weapon. Once the last line is inked on the trigger, the cop gets up from his chair and looks in the mirror to see his new tattoo. His face twists into a look of shock and terror, pulls out his gun and opens fire onto the tattoo artist, killing him in the process. He gets on his radio, calling for backup, and took a defensive position until a few more cops and the police chief showed to the parlor minutes later. The chief, while examining the scene asks the officer, "What the hell? Why did you shoot this guy?" The cop says, "What did you expect me to do? The guy drew a gun on me!"

asked what it wants, the panda replies "Any bear-y flavor will do."

The crust station.

To get his balls deflated.

My four-year-old son ran excitedly to the door to greet her. When she opened it, her appearance was startling. She looked like a goth. Her eyes were surrounded with jet-black make-up, with dramatic extra lashes drawn to the sides.

My son let out a shriek and rushed back into my arms for a hug. "What's on Mommy's eyes?" he asked tearfully.

I replied, "Ma scare ya?"

He refused to work on sundaes.

Says, "Make me one with everything."