Ask the grumpies: Is the only way to appreciate puns with condemnation? Also: share your favorite joke.

Leah asks:

Opinion on puns? Jokes? do you have any favorites?

#1:

My favorite joke of all time.  I do not know why.

Q:  Why did the monkey fall out of the tree?

A:  Because it was dead.

#2:

You can’t run in a campsite. You can only ran, because it’s past tents.

Advertisements

16 Responses to “Ask the grumpies: Is the only way to appreciate puns with condemnation? Also: share your favorite joke.”

  1. delagar Says:

    My favorite joke: “Did you hear about the optometrist?”

    “No, what about him?”

    “He fell into his lens grinder and made a spectacle of himself.”

    After 20 years this still makes me laugh until I cry. It’s pathetic.

  2. First Gen American Says:

    The boys are going through an egg pun phase. They answer questions with words that start with ex…. it’s eggstrordimary how you keep getting yourself into hot water…..then they try to outdo each other.

    We laugh a lot about dumb things. It’s nice.

    We used to make one son get into these monkey pajamas he hated as a form of punishment. You’re being bad, now you have to wear the monkey jammies. Then one time at night he was cold and asked for more clothes and I snuck the monkey jammies on him in the dark. He was like….hey wait a minute. Are these the monkey jammies?!!! It was pee your pants hysterical. We laughed for weeks about it. When he finally outgrew them, we pinned the shirt to the wall. The other day, he put them on and ran downstairs in his tiny half shirt. The joke is still going strong years later.

    I can go on and on….life is good.

  3. bogart Says:

    Did you hear about the cannibal who passed his brother on the street? He threw his arms up in disgust!

  4. EB Says:

    What did J.S. Bach say when he was down on his luck? “I’m baroque.” by my husband, whose puns are usually terrible, but this one is a keeper.

    • delagar Says:

      Did you hear about these music scholars? They got obsessed with Bach, see, because they believed he was a vampire, and not dead at all, but UNDEAD.

      So they traveled to his grave site and snuck into the graveyard in the middle of the night, and dug him up.

      And sure enough when they opened the grave, he was ALIVE.

      But it was very odd — he was huddled over a sheaf of papers, what looked like symphonies, furiously erasing all the notes from page after page after page. “Bach!” cried out one music scholar. “Johann! What are you doing!”

      “Leave me alone!” Bach said without looking up. “Can’t you see I’m decomposing?”

    • Donna Freedman Says:

      Can’t resist:

      “What’s brown and sits on a piano bench?”

      “Beethoven’s last movement.”

      (Although it would be even funnier if I said, “…sits on a piano STOOL.”)

  5. Donna Freedman Says:

    “What’s brown and sticky?”
    (A stick.)

    “What’s blue and smells like red paint?”
    (Blue paint.)

    “What’s brown and wrinkled and lies at the bottom of a bell tower?”
    (The lunchbag of Notre Dame.)


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: