A list of puns related to "Punch In The Face"
That was the punchline...
But he did call her a "ho" like three times.
And this is what I call a punch line
He called my daughter a 'ho'! 3 times!!!
That was the punch line.
I said "I thought you were Lance, I apologize sinceyourelee".
Apparently there's a nasty bug going round!
That tortilla lesson
It was a salted peanut
It hit really close to home
My friend: If you say an addictionary, Iβm gonna punch you in the face.
Me: I was gonna say high definition, but yours even better!
I was very surprised when she suggested punching a duck in the face. I replied - I didn't know you could get down like that.
Later on I saw some guy harassing a woman while standing on it, so I walked up and punched him in the face.
Nobody does that to a woman.... not on my watch
During World War 2, a spy working for the East, and a spy working for Great Britain infiltrated Nazi Germany.
Their mission, eliminating a Schutzstaffel officer.
They succeeded, and the british infiltrator taunted his target afterwards
However, his comrade in arms then punched him in the face.
Why ?
>!He had said "You SS are stupid."!<
A coworker and I were talking about how turtles act when they're on their shells and how some people do it them on purpose. Coworker says, "it's sort of like cow tipping. Have you ever tipped a cow?" And I shook my head and said, "I've never even been served by a cow." He then punched me in the face and walked far, far away from me.
Ok I might have embellished that very last part.
A man sees a celebrity he admires on the street and runs over to him but doesnβt take the hint that the celebrity wants to be alone and is irritable. After about 10 minutes of following him and shouting at him the man yells, βI love this guy, heβs the shit!β The celebrity finally has enough and punches the man in the face... And thatβs when the shit hit the fan
There are three classes of cheerios, the lower class (plain ol' cheerios), the middle class cheerios (frosted), and the elite class (honey nut). One soggy morning in Seattle, a plain cheerio awoke in his single room apartment. He looked out at the still sleepy city, blanketed in a mist of rain. He quickly got dressed and put his shoes on, this would be the day. He stood propped against the bus stop, smoking a cigarette. "God I have got to stop this habit." He thought to himself. Glancing back and forth at the bustle of cheerios, he saw her. She looked about 25, devastatingly gorgeous, and he could smell the honey from where he stood. "Excuse me ma'am," his voice quivered, "I - I think you might be the most beautiful cheerio I have ever seen." She smiled and her otherwise golden brown face grew red. " This is a long shot, but will you marry me?' She was obviously caught off guard by this, but her red lips formed the word, "Yes." They raced through the morning mist of the city, and arrived at her fathers house. The cheerio bent down in front of her father. "Sir, I would like to ask for your blessing in marrying your daughter" "No! You are a regular cheerio and my daughter needs a high quality honey nut" he snapped. "But sir." "No means no damnit!" "Sir this is very unrea-" "You come back a honey nut and you'll have my blessing, my daughter is not about to marry a low life like you." The cheerio sprinted home, tears streaming down his face. He fumbled against the lock and sprawled out on his bed. When he awoke it was early, his sheets had a dark silhouette from his wet jacket. He sat up and lit a cigarette. "Damn." he sighed to himself. Walking in front of his mirror, he noticed something different. His body was frosted! He had become a frosted cheerio! He darted out the door without shoes, reaching the honey nut household in no time at all. He banged on the door, and the beauty's father answered. "Sir I am a changed cheerio! I'm frosted!" he exclaimed. Her father had a stern look on his face. "You think you are any better? The dirt on my boots are worth more than you." he hissed. The old honey nut slammed the door on the young frosted. He heard the deadbolt click. The newly frosted cheerio didn't take the same way home. He stood on the edge of a bridge, feeling the cool autumn wind on his sugar coated skin. Was he really going to go through with this? Was it worth it? No he was a frosted cheerio now. He couldn't get the girl, but he was a changed cheerio. He
... keep reading on reddit β‘When in the car going to school he would say "Do you want a Hurt's Donut before you get dropped off?" Me being 9 I would always agree happily because who doesn't like donuts, right? A huge grin appears on his face and then he would proceed to punch me in the arm saying "Hurts don't it?"
Note: he never hit me hard and it was always in good fun
My seven year old daughter was jumping on the bed when she clutched her mouth, fell and yelled out, "Dad, I kneed my teeth!"
I replied, "you're right, you do need your teeth, and you will for a long time."
She punched me in the face.
My brother was moving out of the house. Our mom had a bookshelf she was trying to give away to him. She was telling him itβd be great to put movies on, or CDβs, or figurines, etc. She listed everything but books. So, when she was done my brother said βoh yeah? What about books?β and without thinking I said βthatβs a novel ideaβ. He almost punched me in the face.
Mum: Llamamessiah quote of the day "if maths was tangible I'd punch it in the face"
Dad: Maybe should've said tangental
So i work with my father at his automotive shop. Whenever we get busy, i just mess around with him saying " I want a raise", "I'm tired", "I wanna go home", ect. Just to joke around with him.
So today, while we were doing a brake job, I told him again "I want a raise", and he responded with "Do you want a playboy or a hustler"?
He then started punching the air in a quick 1,2,3 motion with a massive smile on his face.
[Spoilers]
King Fergus (Merida's father) punches Mor'Du (a bear) in the face;
King Fergus: I'll fight you with my bare hands!
http://m.imdb.com/title/tt1217209/quotes?qt=qt1754778
He called my daughter a "ho". 3 times!!!
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