Palema wrote:
> My daughter gave me this:
>
> "Mortar, morter everywhere and not a rock to chink!"
Now that's an explosively good pun!
Palema wrote:
> My daughter gave me this:
>
> "Mortar, morter everywhere and not a rock to chink!"
This pun is Da Bomb!
Punners - round them up and put them on a small island and let them breed
themselves into oblivion.
obviously and oblivion full of weak jokes.
"Tim Bruening" <tsbr...@pop.dcn.davis.ca.us> wrote in message
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The pun is the noblest form of wit. Nothing else matches the level of
unappreciated effort that goes into crafting a good pun.
*ob-oldjoke* I tried very hard to get people to appreciate puns. So I
crafted ten puns in the hope that at least one would get a laugh.
Unfortunately, no pun in ten did.
Judging by what you've said, you probably perfer Mons to Puns.
<tim snipped>
Lisa Higher! Woonerisms are the Sporst!
You don't think it should be added to the classic-pun cannon, then?
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"J. A. Mc." <jaS...@gbr.online.com> wrote in message
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> Always the 'claim' of those who can't compete ... y' UK !
>
> On Thu, 29 Jan 2004 22:50:30 -0000, "Dom McQue" <domm...@broadband.co.uk>
> found these unused words floating about:
Yeah, and it's spauling too.
I think we should be kind and give the green aid.
Cybe R. Wizard
--
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Original PORG "Water Wizard," R.P.
"Wize(ned) Wizard," A.P.F-P-Y.
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Nah, I think it'll come a clinker.
You're right. Let's give it the bomb's rush!
I refuse this five-pun bomb.
Milt
> On 30 Jan 2004 15:58:25 -0600, "Milton J. Smuthworthy, I"
> <tonworth...@SexMagnet.com> found these unused words floating
> about:
>
> >
> Obviously, you prefer to raise a rocket.
Give it a miss, I'll.
Cybe R. Wizard -sometimes Yoda
Milt
So yours is a Milt's Bomb then?
That's the one. The ones with five reverse gears.
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Remove "farook" to reply
At the bottom of the application where it says
"sign here". I put "Sagittarius"
>
Nah! Plasticine explosive.
>On Tue, 03 Feb 2004 00:43:43 +1030, David Simpson
><faro...@picknowl.com.au> found these unused words floating about:
>
>>On Sat, 31 Jan 2004 20:43:08 GMT, "nemo" <ne...@naughtylass2.wet> typed
>>furiously:
>>
>>>
>>>Milton J. Smuthworthy, I <tonworth...@SexMagnet.com> wrote in message
>>>news:401ad2d3$0$43831$45be...@newscene.com...
>>>>
>>>> "Greg Evans" <mis...@larkbooks.com> wrote in message
>>>> news:<bve31o$r6lp4$1...@ID-159999.news.uni-berlin.de> the following:
>>>> >nemo wrote:
>>>> >> Tim Bruening wrote:
>>>> >>> Palema wrote:
>>>> >>>
>>>> >>>> My daughter gave me this:
>>>> >>>> "Mortar, morter everywhere and not a rock to chink!"
>>>> >>> Now that's an explosively good pun!
>>>> >> Howitzer good pun, I cannot see.
>>>> >You don't think it should be added to the classic-pun cannon, then?
>>>>
>>>> I refuse this five-pun bomb.
>>>>
>>>Come too thin cough it - if schoolkids wanted to blow up their school,
>>>whould they use Satchel Charges?
>>>
>>Nah! Plasticine explosive.
>
>Paid for with milk money ... gives a new thought to "Play Dough".
So long as they don't press charges.
Transvestights also have lots of reverse gears!
I thought Play Dough was Monopoly money. You know - that bored game.
"The school's broke up for Christmas!" exclaims Bluebottle.
"Good! We can use it for firewood!" replies his mum!
>On Wed, 04 Feb 2004 00:24:05 +1030, David Simpson
>"The schools are in bad shape.", charges Tom exploding in fury. {JAMc}
>
Dyna might help you out if you ask her nicely.
>On Fri, 06 Feb 2004 04:57:21 +1030, David Simpson
>That's what Nobel thought brings to mind.
Just beg. Un powder will cure your headache.
I tried to go to bed, but I couldn't C4 the smoke.
Nite, ro glycer in the morning then.
> David
Where you from, Sim, Tex?
Cybe R. Wizard
>On Sat, 07 Feb 2004 07:09:14 +1030, David Simpson
>We're just going to leave him to sulphur?
When he turns black, powder his face.
Try Nitro Toluene instead.
Depends on the strength of the container. It'll make you black at
least.
Oh, you're one of those guys with a beard.
Milt
Have you got a problem with that? ... Can't you grow one?
"Those"? You mean there's a number of guys all sharing the one beard?? That
must be rather awkward at meal times.
I wear specs and comb my hair backwards into a pony tail too. Shock! Horror!
In France you can get excluded from school, tortured by having to walk
around with the dreaded garlic tied under your nose for a week and then
guillotined for that!
We spent all those lives and all that time and effort chucking the nazis out
of France, and now they're starting to become like them!
Not specifically. But people with beards ride motorcycles. You know how
they are!
> ... Can't you grow one?
That's your second querry about my manhood. Say, you're not that
gray-bearded truck driver who was smiling in my window at the
Gainsville rest stop?
Milt
I might suggest some teeth.
>> Oh, you're one of those guys with a beard.
>
> "Those"? You mean there's a number of guys all sharing the one
> beard?? That must be rather awkward at meal times.
Yes...eating soup is quite a strain.
>
>So then, David Simpson turns to the guy and says:
>>On 11 Feb 2004 15:24:14 -0600, "Milton J. Smuthworthy, I"
>><tonworth...@SexMagnet.com> typed furiously:
>>>So then, "nemo" turns to the guy and says:
>>>>>
>>>>No fanx. I get enough discrimination being 56, an independent thinker,
>>>>and having a beard! Pogo no foe beer is rife, I tell you!
>>>Oh, you're one of those guys with a beard.
>>
>>Have you got a problem with that?
>
>Not specifically. But people with beards ride motorcycles. You know how
>they are!
>
>> ... Can't you grow one?
>
>That's your second querry about my manhood.
I'm not worried about your manhood. I'm just concerned that you
haven't gone through puberty yet. ... Talk about a slow starter.
>Say, you're not that
>gray-bearded truck driver who was smiling in my window at the
>Gainsville rest stop?
>
Never been to Gainsville in my life. The rest of the story is almost
true.
>Milt
>I might suggest some teeth.
My teeth are all mine. ... I paid for them.
It's a real problem when a bunch of bald sailors are lost at sea in a
lifeboat. But it's poetry in motion how their heads ebb and flow
to the rocking of the waves.
>That must be rather awkward at meal times.
Yes. Worse so, as they must desalinate their beards before eating them.
>
>I wear specs and comb my hair backwards into a pony tail too. Shock!
>Horror!
Yes, it's horrific! Like a prostitute who sets all kinds of conditions!
>In France you can get excluded from school, tortured by having to walk
>around with the dreaded garlic tied under your nose for a week and then
>guillotined for that!
I knew the French carried a grudge, but didn't know Madam Defarge
was still in charge! Did she ever get to a dentist?
>We spent all those lives and all that time and effort chucking the
>nazis out of France, and now they're starting to become like them!
What can you expect from people who make up lyrics like "Hinky, Dinky,
Parley Voo" and force young children all over the world to sing them
mercilessly?
Milt
Ok, to be honest I've never been able to grow one. If I forget to shave
even one day, Doreen gets rash.
>
>>Say, you're not that
>>gray-bearded truck driver who was smiling in my window at the
>>Gainsville rest stop?
>>
>Never been to Gainsville in my life. The rest of the story is almost
>true.
Mine too. And those religious books changed my life! Especially after
I sold 100 and I earned my "Female Acolyte Counselor" robes.
>
>>I might suggest some teeth.
>
>My teeth are all mine. ... I paid for them.
I'm looking forward to that day! They call it dentophobia.
Milt
I call it "ArrrrRRrrrrrRRRRrrrRRRrrrggggggh!"
>
>So then, David Simpson turns to the guy and says:
>>>>>So then, "nemo" turns to the guy and says:
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>No fanx. I get enough discrimination being 56, an independent thinker,
>>>>>>and having a beard! Pogo no foe beer is rife, I tell you!
>>>>>Oh, you're one of those guys with a beard.
>>>> ... Can't you grow one?
>>>That's your second querry about my manhood.
>>
>>I'm not worried about your manhood. I'm just concerned that you
>>haven't gone through puberty yet. ... Talk about a slow starter.
>
>Ok, to be honest I've never been able to grow one. If I forget to shave
>even one day, Doreen gets rash.
She's missing out. There's a thrill in every whisker. You do have to
get past that first week to get the full benefit though.
You're right though. You can't get much down you like that so you have to
eat with soupriety, and then clean the dried-up dregs out of your beard with
a pogo stick.
>
. . . and cheat at poetry and song lyrics my making them rhyme by adding
"eueueur" to the last word in every line!
(WW1 British troops made Hinky Dinky up, but since when do we have to be
accurate when insulting the French?!)
Now. Get thee to the top of an high mountain, look down, and sing, "It's a
long way to Tipperary" and see all the Raries run for their lives!
I see no good reason at all!
Reminds me of that WWII Japanese song, "She ain't got no yo-yo."
Milt
Why can't I just brush Doreen with a broom?
Milt
Wisk?
Ok, I'll look for a Whisker Broom. And if everything doesn't go right,
I can blame David.
Milt, always thinking ahead.
>
Are you trying to sweep her under the carpet ... like the rest of your
mistakes?
>>>>>Ok, to be honest I've never been able to grow one. If I forget to shave
>>>>>even one day, Doreen gets rash.
>>>>She's missing out. There's a thrill in every whisker. You do have to
>>>>get past that first week to get the full benefit though.
>>>Why can't I just brush Doreen with a broom?
>>
>>Wisk?
>
>Ok, I'll look for a Whisker Broom. And if everything doesn't go right,
>I can blame David.
>
>Milt, always thinking ahead.
Yeah, you don't want to get the brush off.
Narr. That's the last word on the message on the wall of the cave defended
by a savage killer rabbit in Monty Python and the Holy Grail.
You can get there on the Western Region of British Grailways.
>
Just 'cos you got them free on your NHS. I had to pay for mine.
You can only get bog standard plastic ones on the NHS - and they ain't free.
The cost comes out of all the taxes I've paid over the years. That's the
whole idea. Why shouldn't I get some of my money back? A stainless steel
plate would still have cost me about £600 though.
I don't keep 'em in the bog, by the way!
>>>> My teeth are all mine. ... I paid for them.
>>> Mine are nocturnal. They come out at night!
>> Just 'cos you got them free on your NHS. I had to pay for mine.
>
> You can only get bog standard plastic ones on the NHS - and they
> ain't free. The cost comes out of all the taxes I've paid over the
> years. That's the whole idea. Why shouldn't I get some of my money
> back? A stainless steel plate would still have cost me about £600
> though.
If you eat a lot of Eggs Benedict, you'd be better off with chrome - because
there's no plate like chrome for the hollandaise!
I'm Vegan, eggs are full of Cholesterol and chromium is toxic!
So I got two ways to go and I didn't even eat yet!
(Jackie Mason.)
Mine were quoted at about $AU2000.00 plus a bridge on the lower jaw at
around $AU600.00. As I'm on a pension I got the lot for $AU120.00 by
allowing a student to do the job. The result is not perfect but
definitely more useable than my last twenty-five year old pair.
Stainless Steel is not usually used here any more.
>I don't keep 'em in the bog, by the way!
>
Why are you so flushed then?
nemo wrote:
Cotton: Heavy fabric.
Cotton: A high-sided baby bed made of Depleated Uranium.
Billy Cotton: A blended fabric made from cotton and cashmere.
And it took too long to bake it?
Oh NOOOOOOO!
Milt
Job Squeakers' Allowance?? Yeah. They thought me last job was Rat Catcher!
Mac, Arthur's parked!
Cybe R. Wizard -baby ducks in running water:
sweet greens I've seen flowing down
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Original PORG "Water Wizard," R.P.
"Wize(ned) Wizard," A.P.F-P-Y.
Barely Tolerated Wizard, A.J.L & A.A.L
He has to take a rest pee in case he can't later.
Milt
nemo wrote:
Eekk!!!!!!! I've heard of proposals to recycle low level radioactive metal into
such items as belt buckles, but this takes the cake!
> Billy Cotton: A blended fabric made from cotton and cashmere.
Jim Crow: A segregated bird.
nemo wrote:
Eekk!!!!!!! I've heard of proposals to recycle low level radioactive
metal into
such items as belt buckles, but this takes the cake!
> Billy Cotton: A blended fabric made from cotton and cashmere.
Jim Crow: A segregated bird.
Well if it's too close to where he's parked it's a car pee act arrest.
Milt
If she makes rivulets, she goes in the pee-nile system.
Milt
Metacarpally speaking? Or is it an alligatory? Well, I suppose some
might find it analodorous.
Milt
What happened to Jack Phalange? He looks nothing like a finger! The back of
a bus? - yes, butter finger? - no!
Narr. It's a billoddy silly pun from "I'm Sorry I'll Read that Again!" - an
excellent and long dead comedy series on the Great British Beeb Beeb Ceeb
Steam Radio - with valves - d'ye hear? - not tubes!! VALVES!!
http://www.bbcshop.com/icat/41&bklist=icat,4,,gs1,41
Steam radio with valves? My, that *is* old. Do you say that with no
re-morse?
Milt
Don't feel any pressure to condense your reply.
You've been scratching again.
Of course! My old wireless set had Stephenson Link Valve Gear and my Italian
aunt bought one with Caprotti Valve Gear!
May the Morse be with you!
That's some heavy dit dit dit, dit dit dit dit, dit dit, daw!
Milt
It's the only word I remember from my days as a submarine
sandwich commander.
You must remember dahdididit didahdidit dahdididah! - oft used by the
victim when replying to a squit who'd pulled the ballasted key jack half way
out of the socket on a 19 Set, deafening the poor sod at the other end!
Or didn't they do a waterproof version?
You were in the Navy?
I would have thought that this thread would have solidified by now..
I don't think it's even close to setting.
A kiss is just a ditdawdit dawdawdit,
a sigh is just a dawditditdaw.
Must be telegraph lu-u-uve.
Milt
Yah. In Admiral Sobik's Fleet. We saw the enema, and it was us.
Milt
It seems to be rather wet.
Way too many morter forkers keep mixing it up.
>>You must remember dahdididit didahdidit dahdididah! -
>
>A kiss is just a ditdawdit dawdawdit,
>a sigh is just a dawditditdaw.
>
>Must be telegraph lu-u-uve.
I liked "Radar Love" by Golden Earring better, code boy.
I’ve been drivin‘ all night my hand’s wet on the wheel
There’s a voice in my head that drives my heel
And my baby calls that she needs me here
It’s half past four and I’m shifting gear
When she gets lonely and the longing gets too much
She sends a cable comin‘ in from above
We don’t need to talk at all
We got a thing that’s called radar love
We got a wave in the air
Radar Love
I guess that I'm just showing some re-morse.
I fought kisses were dahdahdahdidit dahdahdahdidit and best wishes
dahdahdididit didididahdah.
Dididit dahdahdah dah didididit dit didahdit dit!
And what about the old Signaller's March. "Best bent wire bent." Try it!
In the Navy - they lift each other's shirts.
In the Navy - they do it till it hurts.
In the Navy - they all get bloody AIDS!
In the Navy - it spoils all their parades!
And if the ship runs out of rockets, the sailors can always have a whip
round to buy some more. That's how they got the name Crew's Missiles.
The mortar boards are rather flat.