Precious Puns

...but really I think it’s coal

After he climbed out he said, "Here is ze dog, dry him off and he vill be fine." I said, "Are you a vet?" To which he replied, annoyed; "Vet? I'm fucking zoaking."

R.I.P...Tom and Jerry

A Diamond in the Ruff

I said, "That's deep"

An hobbituary to Tolkien appeared in each of the major newspapers, all had a familiar ring to them.

There was once a boy. He was the son of the richest man in the universe. Mark Zuckerberg, Bill Gates, he dwarfed them all. He was a multi-trillionaire. Now, it was this boy's birthday. His father asked him,

"My son. I am the richest man in the universe. I could buy you anything you want for your birthday. A store full of lego, all the video games in the world, anything. What would you like?"

His son replied.

"Oh father. It would make me the happiest boy in the world if you could get me one pink ping pong ball."

His father was rather confused by this request. Out of all the things he could've chosen, his son chose a ping pong ball. Nonetheless, he agreed and gave him a pink ping pong ball. His son was overjoyed and spoke to him.

"My father, you have made me the happiest boy in the world. May I go up to my room and play with my pink ping pong ball?"

"Okay son, go ahead."

The boy then went up to his room and played with his pink ping pong ball. When his father went in the next morning to check on him, the boy was sleeping in his bed and the pink ping pong ball was nowhere to be found.

On the boy's next birthday, his father asked him again.

"My son. I am the richest man in the universe. I could buy you anything you want for your birthday. What would you like?"

His son replied.

"Oh father. It would make me the happiest boy in the world if you could get me one box full of pink ping pong balls."

His father was again, confused by this. Still, he bought a cardboard box and filled it with ping pong balls. He gave it to his son, who said.

"My father, you have made me the happiest boy in the world. May I go up to my room and play with my pink ping pong balls?"

The father nodded, and the son went up to his room to play. The next morning when his father went to check, the boy was sleeping peacefully and there were no pink ping pong balls in sight. Just the empty cardboard box in the middle of the room.

On the boy's next birthday, his father asked him again.

"My son. I am the richest man in the universe. I could buy you anything you want for your birthday. What would you like?"

"Oh father. It would make me the happiest boy in the world if you could get me one truck full of ping pong balls."

Now, by this point, the father was extremely confused. Why did the boy want so many pink ping pong balls and where were they going? He asked.

"My son. You are the most precious thing in the world to me and I can certainly get you this, but may I ask, why do you want

I had an elderly patient today who was visibly upset, almost to the point of tears. I asked her if she was worried about having her blood drawn and she said that the blood draw didn’t bother her, but that she was upset because she had hit a cat with her car on the way to her appointment this morning. She said that she didn’t know who the cat belonged to and that she had it wrapped up in a blanket in her car. I asked her how badly the cat was hurt and she said “I think he’s going to be alright. I just clipped the hind end of him, but his tail is just barely hanging on. After I leave here, I’m taking him straight to Wal-Mart.”

I told her that she might be better off taking the cat to a veterinary clinic instead of Wal-Mart and she said, “but it’s just his tail, and Wal-Mart is the largest retailer in North America!”

My dad and I are going out tonight and I asked if he could pick me up. He said "I think so - I've been working out!"

"I put the 'escargot' in 'presh-escargot'."

('Precious cargo')

I was explaining the steps and process to my daughter.

I asked her, "do you know what you call the important and precious moments just before you burn the crust?"

She shook her head no.

"....Crunch time...."

Changed her diaper and was getting her back into her pink pants.

Looked at her and said, "you're like a precious diamond to me. Like a little Pink Pants-er."

She has no idea what I said, but giggled anyway.

when there was a terrible accident. The fire in his forge had gone out of control and set fire to the shop. The blacksmith nearly lost his life. He was bedridden for many months and relied on the help of his children and grandchildren to feed him, bathe him, and take care of all of his needs. Eventually he was able to get back on his feet, though his outlook on life had turned quite grim. He was now able to take care of himself, but he had lost much of his strength and dexterity from the injuries he sustained and he was unable to practice his trade. He fell into a deep depression and he spent most of his days sitting at home in front of the fireplace gazing into the flames, longing for the days when his strong hands could grasp a hammer and strike a hot piece of iron, slowly forging it into a beautiful piece of work.

One evening when the old man was sitting in front of the fire, he heard a knock at the door. It was his granddaughter, whom he hadn't seen in many months. She had overheard her father talking to her mother about how her grandfather was slowly slipping away into depression and hopelessness and she wanted to help. To the old man's surprise, she had brought him a puppy. "I thought that since you're always here all by yourself that you might want someone you keep you company," the granddaughter said. The old man's eyes welled up with tears and the little puppy instantly jumped into his arms and began licking the tears from his face. The old man and his granddaughter spent the next several hours sitting on the floor of his house watching the puppy chase around a rubber ball, bouncing, jumping, panting, and licking. In that short time, the old man had made complete turnaround from being sad, lonely, and hopeless, to smiling from ear to ear, full of joy with his new-found companion. As the hours grew late and the puppy grew tired, the granddaughter said "Well Opa, I'm glad you like your puppy, but it's late and I should be heading home. By the way, what are you going to call him?" "Life," said the old man, "because he has given me a new meaning and joy to mine." The granddaughter kissed her grandfather on the cheek, wished him goodnight, and she left.

Many years passed and all the while, the old man and his little dog were inseparable. Everywhere the old man went, Life was always with him whether it was the post office, the grocery store, and even when the old man went to the barber shop, the little dog would sit patiently until the last hair on

I work as a grocery stocker and last night I came across a new brand of water that I had never seen before.

Rather than spend my precious time looking for where it was supposed to go I went to my boss to find out where it goes.

Me:"Hey Sir, Where does the Niagara Water go?" Boss:(without missing a beat)"Lake Ontario"

A customer nearby groaned and shook his head.

• Allow => A-meow
• Apology => A-paw-logy
• Appalling => A-paw-ling
• Attitude => Cat-titude
• Awesome => Paw-some / Claw-some
• Awful => Claw-ful / Paw-ful
• Because => Be-claws
• Before => Be-fur
• Bother => Bo-fur
• Catastrophe => Cat-astrophe
• Catastrophic => Cat-astrophic
• Catch => Cat-ch
• Clever => Claw-ver
• Confusing => Con-fur-sing
• Congratulations => Con-cat-ulations
• Different => Dif-fur-rent
• Disappearance => Disa-purr-ance
• Familiar => Fur-miliar
• Feeling => Feline
• For => Fur
• For real => Fur real
• Forever => Fur-ever
• Forget => Fur-get
• Fortunate => Fur-tunate
• Forward => Fur-ward
• Friend => Fur-end
• Furious => Fur-ious
• Further => Fur-ther
• Get or Got => Cat
• Help me out => Help meow-t
• History => Hiss-tory
• Hysterical => Hiss-terical
• Inferior => In-fur-ior
• Kidding me => Kitten me
• Konnichiwa => Konnichi-paw
• Literally => Litter-ally
• Literature => Litter-a-ture
• Lost => Claw-st
• Lying => Lion
• Magnificent => Meow-nificent
• Marvellous => Meow-velous
• Minimum => Mew-nimum
• Misery => Mew-sery
• Moment => Mew-ment
• Mountain => Meow-ntain
• Move => Mew-v
• Music => Mew-sic
• Musician => Meow-sician
• Never => Nev-fur
• New => Mew
• Now => Meow
• Over => Ov-fur
• Paper => Pay-purr
• Pardon me => Paw-don me
• Pause => Paws
• Perfect => Purr-fect
• Perhaps => Purr-haps
• Permission => Purr-mission
• Person => Purr-son
• Personal => Purr-sonal
• Persuasion => Purr-suasion
• Places => Purr-laces
• Please => Paw-lease
• Portable => Paw-table
• Positive => Paw-sitive
• Possibility => Paw-sibility
• Possibly => Paw-sibly
• Precious => Purr-ecious
• Prefer => Paw-fer
• Preposterous => Pre-paw-sterous
• Pretty => Purr-ty
• Priceless => Purr-iceless
• Prince => Purr-ince
• Princess => Purr-incess
• Puns => Purr-ns
• Purpose => Purr-pose
• Referring => Re-fur-ing
• Respond => Res-paw-nd
• Simple => Sim-paw-le
• Suffer => Suf-fur
• Superior => Su-purr-ior
• Tale => Tail
• Talent => Tail-ent
• Tell => Tail
• That’s all => Cat’s all
• Unfortunate => Un-fur-tunate
• Very => Furry
• Whenever => Whene-fur
• Wonderful => Won-fur-ful
• You => Mew
• Apologize => A-paw-logize
• First => Furr-st
• How are you? => Meow are mew?
• Morning => Meowrning
• Phon

Took my precious grandparents to Cold Stone for a late night snack. After waiting line, trying many samples and finally ordering and getting our ice cream, my grandma goes to pay. After some searching, she hands the cashier her rewards card and continues to search for her money. After a little more fumbling, she looks up to see the cashier with a funny look on her face and tells my grandma she can't use that card. My grandma is confused and asks, "why, is it expired?" To which the young girl responds, "no, it's just that we're not Ohmaha Steaks."

My grandma is super embarrassed and my grandpa turns to me and says, "it seems your grandma has a case of cardszheimers."

I was asked to help chauffeur a carload of youth around town for a Christmas caroling activity last night. One of the names on the list was Jack, who lost his wife earlier this year. Jack is in his early 90's, stands about 5'2, and is quite possibly the king of all dad jokes.

So, the group of about 25 kids and 5 adults sneak up to his doorstep and begin singing a few short Christmas carols. Eventually, he opens the door and is thrilled to have visitors.

After we are finished singing and the kids are all running back to the vehicles to get out of the 15 degree weather, jack steps out of his doorway and on to his porch. He is wearing a light t-shirt and pajama pants... he was setting us up, and we took the bait, hook, line, and sinker.

Woman: Are you freezing?

Jack: No, I'm not freezing, I'm Jack (pause for laughter)

Jack: but if you hang on for just a minute, I can get freezing for you.

and then he just stood there smiling at us. It was precious. Come to find out, Jack is entering a retirement home in a few days because he is getting to the point that it is hard to take care of himself anymore.

Oh boy, those nurses are in for a treat once Jack gets settled in.

This morning he goes, "What's the word for the process of accounting for precious stones?

..........crystal math."

Little bit of context to start out. Had just dadjoked my wife mere seconds earlier about me being nervous to turn on the baby monitor since it is displaying c4 for channel 4 and the relation between explosives, what not etc. (you see where that was going)

Anyways, now that her guard is down (I don't think she was expecting a twofer) I pulled out this weird deli crab salad concoction she had just bought at the store, showed it to her and said with a look of disgust on my face, (she knows I don't like the stuff)

Me: "Seriously though, I just have one question for you."

Her: "I know you don't like the stuff I just got enough for me it was on a good sale!"

Me: "What the crab is this?"

Those precious few milliseconds where her expression transitions from confused to eye roll is my favorite part.

(Yes these jokes were all shamelessly planned)

Me: seems appropriate for you and yours: http://www.reddit.com/r/dadjokes/comments/32gzy7/what_was_the_secret_to_the_miners_success/ Her: That’s a dynamite answer! Me: I noticed the explosion of laughter over there Her: Rock on! Me: gold-standard of jokes here Her: so precious Me: digging deep on that one Her: pickin away one at a time Me: we have definitely hit the pay dirt of mining puns Her: definite Honey Hole here! Me: not sure that joke bee-longs here Her: you are a total BUZZZZZZ kill Me: comb on it wasn’t that bad

"You know, son, I only have one thing to tell you..."

"?"

"One thing."

Thanks, Dad, for this precious bit of advice. .-.