A list of puns related to "Rifling"
The Russians were Finnished
That was a cheap shot.
I told her I think itβs worth a shot
but it was pretty boring.
You know what they say, love at first sight.
A Mauser
Thatβs a salt
Trevor loved tractors. And I mean, really loved tractors. Forget any obsessions or high-level interests you may have, chances are they pale in the face of Trevorβs love for tractors.
Every day Trevor would get up, in his tractor-themed bedroom in his tractor-themed house, with its tractor-themed wallpaper and tractor-themed carpets, and he would make his bed with its tractor-themed duvet and tractor-themed sheets. He would go downstairs in his tractor-themed pajamas into his tractor-themed kitchen, with its tractor-themed tiles and cupboards, and he would eat his breakfast while perusing the latest tractor-themed magazine or annual.
Trevorsβs degree in Agricultural Engineering hung on his living room wall, along with a copy of his thesis, which centred around (you guessed it) tractors. The living room was decorated with all sorts of tractor-related trinkets, including die-cast models, paintings and drawings.
The hedges in Trevorβs front garden were trimmed in the shape of tractors. His lawn was vividly decorated with tractor-driving garden gnomes, and his garden furniture was constructed from various parts from vintage tractor designs.
Trevor just had one thing missing from his otherwise tractor-centric life; he had never actually owned, nor driven, a real tractor.
Not for his lack of trying, of course. Trevor had been to many tractor shows over the years, and visited many farms with friends of his, but none of the tractors he had seen had ever been quite right. Trevor was so knowledgeable about tractors that every single one he had come across had possessed some hidden trait that he wasnβt keen on. His first experience of driving a real tractor had to be perfect.
One day, Trevor was flicking through one of his favourite publications, Powertrain Quarterly, when there was a knock at the door. Trevor answered, and it was his friend and fellow tractor enthusiast, Jeff.
Trevor welcomed Jeff in, and over tea and crumpets served on tractor-themed crockery, they discussed the merits of aluminium drawbars and front-end loaders. Eventually Trevor pressed Jeff to explain the reason for his visit.
βWellβ said Jeff, βAs Iβm sure you know the convention comes to town laterβ.
The convention. Trevor had been thinking of little else the past three weeks. The neighbouring town annually threw a convention for farmers, particularly farmyard machinery. There would be combine harvesters, lawnmowers, and of course, tractors.
βYes of courseβ replied Trevor
... keep reading on reddit β‘Assault rifle. (Credit to my wife)
A stock broker
A salt rifle
With a salt rifle and pepper spray.
He was the anti-gunist.
He was a real crack shot!
Because it keeps getting fired
I said "Going out on a limb here, but on your bruised leg."
She wasn't pleased.
A-salt-rifles
A physicist, an engineer and a statistician go on a hunting trip. They see a deer in a clearing. The physicist calculates the distance to the target, the velocity and drop of the bullet, he fires but misses five feet to the left.
The engineer says he forgot to account for the wind, takes the rifle, aims and misses five feet to the right. The statistician claps and says "we got him!".
But in my experience, so does an air rifle
When he gets to the place where heβs supposed to pick up his rifle the man tells him thatΒ he just ran out. βIf you need to shoot just say βBANGITY BANG BANGITY BANG!'β he says. Bummed out and little confused, the guy moves on to the next areaΒ where heβs supposed to pick up the bayonet. But the next man is out too. βIf you need to stab someone justΒ go, βSTICKITY STICK STICKITY STICK!'β he says. Dejected and wondering what the heck he signed up for, the guy jumps into the next truck on its wayΒ to the front where thereβs a battle raging on.
Side by side with the rest of the soldiers in his unit, the guy advances on the enemy position. As soon as he sees the enemy, he shouts, βBANGITY BANG BANGITY BANG!!β Amazingly, the enemy soldierΒ drops to the ground. Encouraged by his success he charges the next two enemy soldiers and goes, βSTICKITY STICK STICKITY STICK!β They both immediately collapse in front of him. This is incredible, he thinks, Iβve become unstoppable.
So when he sees his next foeΒ way off in the distance, he shouts,Β βBANGITY BANG BANGITY BANG!β at him. He waits for him to fall, but nothing happens. The guy charges his unfazedΒ adversaryΒ nextΒ and goes βSTICKITY STICK STICKITY STICK!β Again he thinks the man will fall and again nothingΒ happens. βWhy wont you drop?β the guy says. The enemy soldier knocks him down andΒ responds, βTANKITY TANK TANKITY TANK!β
Loving my new sniper rifle.
I managed to lose my rifle when I was in the army. I had to pay $855 to cover the loss. Β Iβm starting to understand why a Navy captain always goes down with his ship.
An As-salt rifle
We used an A-SALT rifle
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