A list of puns related to "Play On Words"
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No joke.
I prefer when they're pun-intentional
Because I don't, who stars in it?
You know what they say though, "Punny doesn't grow on trees..."
just got home from the first day of school (i was in debate class at school)--
dad: how was school?
me: it was good, but a few of my friends dropped debate class
dad: dropped debate? what are they, fishermen?
Me (Lexi): Iβm so excited with these wedding photos. I canβt wait to start on making an album for them,
Dad (Alan): You canβt do that. It would have to be a Lexibum. Youβre name isnβt Al.
Play on words: Sexually frustrated sea mammals
I'm Russ Whale. My wife Bayleen a few months ago gave birth to our first calf, Humphrey. I convinced my mother-in-law to whale watch tonight. It's been far too long. I drop off Humphrey and head home to hook up with the wife.
I arrive and who do I sealion there? The wife. I'm undeterred. I try my patented move, the Humpback. I get a slight groan.
Bayleen: Rus, Are you poking me in the back again?
Rus: It's on porpoise. We're alone for the first time in forever.
Bayleen: I'm so tired, I haven't got any sleep with Humphrey making me into a nurse shark. Plus you smell like ambergris.
Rus: Hamburgers?
Bayleen: Yes, hamburgers. Please go take a shower or something.
Rus: Ok.
Rus takes a quick shower and returns. Bayleen is asleep again. Rus tries the humpback maneuver again. Nothing.
Rus: Sometimes... I wish I was a sperm whale.
Rus is slightly blubbering and and all you can make outs is odd noises and maybe the word 'blowhole'. Rus cries himself to sleep.
Fin.
A puns-i scheme
Me and my family are from Krasnoyarsk, Russia. But I've known English most of my life by now. My dad, however, is from Georgia, and thinks its hilarious to play on Russian words. I recently got a new Mazda Miata. Every Tim he sees it, he says "Nice car, man!" In Russian. Car=ΠΌΠ°ΡΠΈΠ½Π°(Ma-shee-na) Man=ΠΌΡΠΆΡΠΈΠ½Π°(Mu-zh-chee-na) Get it? Nice musheena, musheena! He won't stop.
After listening to the lyrics of "Blinded by the Light:"
Me: Those first few lines don't make any sense.
Dad: You know why they don't make any cents? Because they don't have a job.
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