A list of puns related to "The Ting Tings"
It was always just one ting after another.
Edit: Thanks for all the positive reactions to this joke. Iโm glad I could make a few of you chuckle today.
All offenses aside, Iโm originally from Britain and we make fun of the Irish ALL the time.
So an Irishman stumbles upon a genieโs lamp and says to himself โooh laddy what have we found here? I tink Iโll give it a rub to see if a genie appears!โ
So he does, and lo, a puff of blue smoke comes pouring out of the spout, billows into the air and the genieโs form becomes solid. It speaks, โOh master of the lamp, I am your genie and I grant you three wishes.โ
The Irishmanโs eyes are wide open with glee, his cheeks and nose red with fire, he shouts โtree wishes?! Thatโs just brilliant!โ For me first wish, Iโll have a bottle of whiskey that never runs dry.โ
The genie, eyes rolling, clicks his fingers and POOF a nice big bottle of whiskey appears before the Irishman. โWell I tink weโll have to put this to the test!โ He snatches up the bottle, takes a long healthy swig, glug glug glug, and the bottle pops as he releases it from his lips, โAhhhhhhhh!!!โ And to his amazement as soon as the liquid in the bottle settled, it gave a large burping โbulp!โ, released a large bubble, and when the bubble popped the bottle was full again. โWELL IโLL BE! THATโS THE MOST INCREDIBLE TING!โ
The genie, steadfastly unimpressed, reminded the Irishman โMaster, I will bring you fortune, splendor, reputation, treasures beyond any imagination. You have two wishes remaining. What would master want for a wish?โ
The Irishman looks to the genie and says โoh tatโs easy! Iโll have two more of these!โ
I was hungry. So I Czeched the fridge. ๐จ๐ฟ Nothing was there, so I was Russian over to the nearest restaurant. ๐ท๐บ I grabbed some Turkey, but it was layered in Greece. I Haiti ting food that isnโt Swedened. ๐น๐ณ๐ฌ๐ท๐ธ๐ช I felt like I could Italy food in my house. ๐ฎ๐น
I just stood at the back and ting
Dropped this on a co-worker just now.
Them: ".. yeah and why do we even have to pay for air at the gas stations, we never used to."
Me: Well it's due to inflation.
I am confident I've seen this joke on reddit before, just happy I was able to execute it as good as possible. I got tingly when the conversation was heading this way and she dropped the perfect setup line. Grateful I've seen it before, pass it on and use it wisely.
LEARN CHINESE IN 5 MINUTES (You MUST read them out loud or it doesnt make as much sense)...
Here's a joke my dad told me. Sorry if you've heard it, but I found it hilarious, and I think you might enjoy it.
In a small town in the suburbs, there was a small family of balloons. There was a mummy balloon, a daddy balloon, and a small child balloon. Every night the boy would sleep between his parents, but his father had had enough.
"son, I know you love sleeping between us, but you're getting a bit too old for it., " the father said. "You're nearly 8, you're a big boy, and your mother and I think you should sleep in your own bed from now on. You can stay tonight but starting tomorrow we want you in your own bed. Do you understand?"
"Yeah dad, I understand..." the boy said with a maudlin tinge to his voice.
"okay son, I love you."
"love you too dad"
The next night the boy tried sleeping in his own bed, but there was a storm outside. It was a dark, ominous storm - the kind of storm that sounds like a cataclysm for the end of the world.
The boy was scared, so he went to sleep in his parents room. However when he tried to squeeze between them, he found he didn't fit. He felt defeated. He felt scared. He felt alone.
But then an idea struck him. He decided he'd just let a little bit of air out of his father. He tried to squeeze in again, but had no such luck. So he let a little bit of air out of his mother. He tried again. Still no luck. Finally, he decided to let some air out of himself. Success! He squeezed in tightly and drifted off to sleep.
The next morning his parents were furious. His father was feeling particularly angry, and screamed at his son.
"son, I told you not to sleep in our room. I told you to sleep in your own bed! Didn't I say that Hun?"
"yes dear," the mother said, feeling slightly deflated.
"so son, what do you have to say for yourself?" the father asked in anger.
"it was dark and stormy and..." the boy tried to spit out.
"I don't care son!" the father interrupted. "you can't keep doing this! I'm very disappointed. You've let me down, you've let me down, but worst of all..."
"Coun-Ting" -My Jazz band teacher in his attempt to get the band to count
I would tell a Mexican joke but that's crossing the line.
I would tell a gay joke, butt fuck it.
I would tell you a dirty Chinese joke but that's sum ting wong.
Chinese guy: "While in line at Ellis Island I was talking to the man in front of me named Ryan O'Connor. When I got to the front, the immigration official asked me for my name and I told him, "Tsam Ting"
My wife is pregnant and talking about how much she weighs now but we don't have a scale so I asked her how she knows her weight.
She said she gets weighed every checkup at the doctors.
Her dad: do they have a weigh-ting room?
I grew up in Vermont. Around my town were plenty of dairy farms, inviting the always wonderful manure aroma. An aroma that nearly forced my father to inhale deeply through his nose, saying, "Ah, fresh Vermont air!"
That's an excellent Dad one liner, as are most dad jokes, but he had another great one that I'm getting to.
You see, the hay bails we saw growing up in Vermont were mostly the cube variety. Hay bailing technology at the time created cubes of hay, so that's what dotted the fields they'd graze in.
As we grew older, we starting noticing the now more common round bails of hay. Dad was not pleased.
I asked him what the problem was or, at least, what his problem was with the round bails. The best jokes are set up when you ask for them.
So, he tells me. New farming technology allowed the round bails to be created more efficiently. They used less fuel in the bailers, took less passes on the field to gather the hay. They used less twine, and even though they didn't fill a truck as well as square bails, there was still a net monetary gain from the efficiency gained elsewhere.
However, studies were done on the bails. The cows approached them differently due to the different alignment of surface area. The way the rain hit the bails and rolled off as opposed to soaking in leached nutrients out of the hay. Some cows even mistook the shape of bail for another animal, and approached them so nervously that their heart rates were known to raise significantly; such a rate that a tinge of acidity could be tasted by those in the know in their milk.
What all of this amounted to... is that with the new round bails of hay, the cows just weren't getting a good square meal.
This was quite a while ago, I was probably in middle school (currently 26). My family took a quick day trip to Universal Studios Hollywood since we live in the greater LA area. Now to set the scene, my dad is a native of Mexico but has lived here since his late teens so his English is pretty good with a tinge of an accent since Spanish is his primary language. We park in the parking garage on property and we do the usual "make a mental note of where we parked for later". That's when I see a smirk come across his face as he turns to me laughing under his breath.
-"What's so funny?"
-"Notice where we parked?"
-"Yeah. Jurassic Park lot, 3B"
Cue dad
-"Jurassic Park..." half expecting me to laugh. He continues "Jurassic Park... Jurr-Ass-is-Parked"
facepalm
As terrible as it was at the time, I've tried to pull this joke out with friends years later, eye rolls and crickets. Thanks dad.
I just stand at the back and ting
I just stand at the back and ting.
I just sit at the back an' ting.
I just stand at the back and ting
All I have to do is stand at the back and ting.
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