Bryan from Toronto:
What’s orange and sounds like a ricochet?
‘Tang!
Pun Pals
Andrew from Dugald:
Why do Jewish mothers drive their sons crazy? They never yield the right oy vey.
The Scots keep Nessie’s whereabouts close to their chests, but really, if you look under the water beneath the docks, you might find her. That’s right, the secret is kept under Loch and Quay.
Andrew says, “Acccccchhh! Happy Hogmanay!”
Greg from Toronto:
Did you hear about the constipated mathematician?
He worked it out in logs.
Ron from Toronto:
A prince locked his princess in the tower because every time he made a
street rhyme that included a clever play on words she would would put it
on ebay for the highest bidder. He called her Rap-Pun-Sell.
Ron from Toronto:
I laughed so hard at your recent puns that I hurt my neck. I guess it was a case of quip-lash.
Ron from Toronto:
Did you know that people tend to tell worse puns as they get older? That’s why we call them groan-ups.
Ron from Toronto:
There’s a new service on cable-TV featuring the Toronto Star and Globe
and Mail. It’s on paper-view.
Andrew from Dugald, MB:
When the writers of the Declaration of Independence realized their septic tank had overflowed, they immediately put quill to paper and came up with “We hold these turds to be self-effluent…”
“Morning constitutional?”
Frank from Eldorado:
If the nomination of Harriet Miers to the Supreme Court of the U.S. falls through, she might get a job as a corporate attorney for a hotel chain. If that happens, we might see the following headline:
“Marriott hires Harriet Miers“
Andrew from Dugald:
Og to Grog: “Did Bog go hunt mammoth?”
Grog to Og: “Bog not here, so he Mastedon“
Og: “Tusk, tusk“
This was before puns were invented, thus its considered Pre-Hysteric.