Pass the Puns, Please
It's Sunday morning and I am red-eyed and bleary. My darling hubs was a tad excited last night when his home team, the Oilers, delivered the death knell to the Ducks. As a hockey wife, this means I have at least four more game nights to enjoy my foot rubs and Cheetos...
My new baby, Nixon, is a darling. He hasn't made a peep. He has the worst puppy breath and man, does his flatulence stink. I have spent the last 24 hours stooped over, kissing, petting and wiping up pee. And let's not forget the little surprises he likes to leave beside my husband's side of the bed. But it is official, I am converted. I am a dog lover. I'm on the look out for a puppy purse so I may pretend to be Paris. (Minus the millions and the hair weave.)
So I leave you this ditty. As I am in a particularly festive mood, think of it as my present to you. No refunds. No returns!
Enjoy!
A panda walks into a restaurant, sits down and orders a sandwich. He eats the sandwich, pulls out a gun and shoots the waiter dead. As the panda stands up to go, the manager shouts, "Hey! Where are you going? You just shot my waiter and you didn't pay for your sandwich!"
The panda yells back at the manager, "Hey man, I'm a PANDA! Look it up!"
The manager opens his dictionary and sees the following definition for panda: "A tree dwelling marsupial of Asian origin, characterized by distinct black and white coloring. Eats shoots and leaves."
My new baby, Nixon, is a darling. He hasn't made a peep. He has the worst puppy breath and man, does his flatulence stink. I have spent the last 24 hours stooped over, kissing, petting and wiping up pee. And let's not forget the little surprises he likes to leave beside my husband's side of the bed. But it is official, I am converted. I am a dog lover. I'm on the look out for a puppy purse so I may pretend to be Paris. (Minus the millions and the hair weave.)
So I leave you this ditty. As I am in a particularly festive mood, think of it as my present to you. No refunds. No returns!
Enjoy!
A panda walks into a restaurant, sits down and orders a sandwich. He eats the sandwich, pulls out a gun and shoots the waiter dead. As the panda stands up to go, the manager shouts, "Hey! Where are you going? You just shot my waiter and you didn't pay for your sandwich!"
The panda yells back at the manager, "Hey man, I'm a PANDA! Look it up!"
The manager opens his dictionary and sees the following definition for panda: "A tree dwelling marsupial of Asian origin, characterized by distinct black and white coloring. Eats shoots and leaves."
7 Comments:
Eats shoots & leaves...I wasn't expecting that.
Very cute joke.
Welcome to the world of puppies. What goes in must come out...and often. :-)
hahahaha...good one!
Yay Oilers!!!! That's my team too!! Oiler fever here in Edmonton is crazeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!! It's rare to see a car without an Oiler flag on it. Brings back memories of the '80s & our Stanley Cup wins.
Love the joke and love the book, lol!
I'm a baseball wife. I have a long haul in front of me.
Ooooo I love puppies. Can we see a pic?
and a best-selling book, to boot!
Love your pun posts with a passion.
Love it!
I think it's just as well little Nixon leaves surprises for Hubs on his side of the bed! I can imagine you wouldn't love him quite so much if you climbed into your slippers one morning to find...OH NO!
HA! Good one!!!
Oh I'm with ya on the puppy thing with our new puppy maggie.
she's getting better, but not fast enough.
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