Pass the Puns, Please
Once again, it is Sunday morning. Here in the home of Redneck Mommy, that means bacon, eggs and of course, puns. Enjoy!
Three strings come across a bar and decide they'd like to stop in for a drink. The first string walks in, goes up to the bartender and says, "Bartender, gimme a beer." The bartender looks at him and says, "I'm sorry. We don't serve strings here." Feeling dejected and a bit angry, the first string goes outside and tells the others what just happened.
When the second string hears the story, he decides he wants to give it a try. He goes in, walks straight up to the bar and asks the bartender for a beer. The bartender looks right at him and says, "Hey, just like I told your buddy, we don't serve strings here." Denied his refreshment, the second string storms out of the bar with the same story to tell his friends.
By this time the third string is getting pretty thirsty and decides he isn't going to give up yet. After thinking for a little while, he messes up his hair a bit, gets himself all twisted up, and heads into the bar. As he approaches the bar and orders his drink, the bartender looks at him for a moment and then asks, "Say, aren't you a string?"
The third string replies, "No, I'm a frayed knot."
Three strings come across a bar and decide they'd like to stop in for a drink. The first string walks in, goes up to the bartender and says, "Bartender, gimme a beer." The bartender looks at him and says, "I'm sorry. We don't serve strings here." Feeling dejected and a bit angry, the first string goes outside and tells the others what just happened.
When the second string hears the story, he decides he wants to give it a try. He goes in, walks straight up to the bar and asks the bartender for a beer. The bartender looks right at him and says, "Hey, just like I told your buddy, we don't serve strings here." Denied his refreshment, the second string storms out of the bar with the same story to tell his friends.
By this time the third string is getting pretty thirsty and decides he isn't going to give up yet. After thinking for a little while, he messes up his hair a bit, gets himself all twisted up, and heads into the bar. As he approaches the bar and orders his drink, the bartender looks at him for a moment and then asks, "Say, aren't you a string?"
The third string replies, "No, I'm a frayed knot."
posted by Redneck Mommy at 9:46 a.m.
7 Comments:
I didn't see that one coming...very cute!
Thanks for the much-needed laugh.
That was very cute and I didn't know what was coming.
First time I've been to your site and I really like it!
Michele sent me today.
lol nice one! mmmm bacon and eggs... i am all over that one. here from micheles
Well done.... Glad to see your blog is accessible again.
Holding side and groaning: I was wondering how this was going to make a pun....LOL.
Here from Michele.
PS: The kids don't get any better as they get older, they learn the sarcasm thing to perfection.
Oh my god, of all the jokes from my childhood, that's the ONLY one I remember! That and the one about Superman being a mean drunk.
That a good one and I am going to have to send it to someone...I hope you don't mind.
I'm also going to add you to my favorites list...you are just so funny.
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