I’m tired of writing Xmas greetings. Next year I’m doing mine on cardbored.
I faint when I’m bored, because I can’t stand the sight of blah.
I cooked a boring breakfast. Allow me to eggs plain.
I got into a boring conversation with a vulture. Man they tend to carrion. This one wouldn’t shut up about the deadly car cass he got into. The whole time I was just thinking ‘Oh. mag. got.‘
In honour of America’s bday, today’s pun will suck. We bore on the 4th of July.
I was going to give you a pig but I didn’t want to boar you.
Bored? Try dissecting a testicle. You’ll halve a ball.
The most inept dancers are found at lumber mills. They have so many board feet.
When I’m bored, I make obscene statements in American Sign Language. That’s what happens when left to my own deaf vices.
When it comes to boredom, I intend to go out in a blaisé of glory.