A list of puns related to "The Browns"
Hammurabi was Mesopotamian, a baby eating hash browns is a mess o' potato eatin'.
Because he kneaded a poo
Brown-chicken-brown-cow
He neaded a poo
No, pigs do that!
Dad: Well maybe I’ll tell you someday
The lunch bag of Notre Dame
I told her that she’s rice-ist
It should be a metaphor for constipation
It's an autumn mobile.
“...don’t go with anything.”
My dad never makes “dad jokes” but, he actually said this yesterday and I’m so proud.
A bowling ball
Depth perception.
That way, they'll always have the Manned Delorean available.
Authorities claim he was found to be disturbing the peas.
He's second behind Rudolph but can't stop as quickly.
You can't take both. You can taekwondo.
So I told him to stop being ricest
...I got Rich Quick.
...I left my khakis on the front seat.
It was a Kodiak arrest.
It's called a Neapolitan complex.
A man is riding his horse through the desert, and, well, he starts to get thirsty. He sees a small town off in the distance, so he sets off in that direction to get some water for his horse and some whiskey for hisself.
Well, as he gets into that little town he starts to notice something peculiar. Not a soul is out. Sun's setting, but still plenty of light. Water in the horse troughs tells him it ain't a ghost town, but folks ain't comin' out for some reason.
Now, as soon as he turns onto the town's main street, he sees a soberin' sight; the sheriff, on a ladder, hammering the last nail into a brand new gallows. He sidles his horse on up to the sheriff and says, "Pardon me sheriff. I don't mean to pry, but pray tell, who're them gallows fer?"
The sheriff looks around, surprised to see someone out. He steps down, takes off his hat and scratches the back of his head thoughtfully, before replying, "Well, I reckon you must be a stranger in these parts. I reckon then that you ain't never heard of Brown Paper Bart. Anyway, we're lynchin' him come sunrise."
"Brown Paper Bart? I reckon not, sheriff. That's a mighty peculiar name, pray tell, whaddaya call him Brown Paper Bart fer?"
"Wayill, I reckon we call him Brown Paper Bart on account 'a the fact that everything he wears is made a' brown paper. His hat's made a' brown paper, his boots is made a' brown paper. His chaps is made a' brown paper, his neckerchief's made a brown paper. Heck dang shoot, even his lunch bag is made a' brown paper!"
The man looks at the sheriff a moment, perplexed, before replying, "Well, sheriff, I reckon that's a mighty peculiar thing for a man to do, but that don't explain these brand new gallows. Pray tell, what're you lynchin' Brown Paper Bart fer?"
[Insert a dad-length pause here.]
"...Rustlin'."
[rihmoved]
the crew got marooned.
Because he needed a poo
My dad: "Colour."
He kneaded a poo.
Because he kneaded a poo
The lunch bag of Notre Dame
Because he kneaded a poo.
Because he kneaded a poo.
Depth perception
He kneaded a poo.
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