I occasionally post puns on Facebook. Here’s a collection of those.
What’s a wolf’s favorite leafy green?
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aroogula
Every September, new students volunteer at the theatre to help show audience members to their seats.
But that particular September, those students were more curious than usual. They wanted to know how to do everything. They kept asking questions. Questions are great, but this was a *lot* of questions.
I still remember it: the fall of the hows of ushers.
And then there's that Indian restaurant where they play Beatles songs while you wait for your take-out food. Their specialty is paper-bag raita.
I wasn’t sure how to behave in that situation, so I consulted an excellent book on manners about it.
Which is to say, I went over it with a fine couth tome.
And then there’s that mutant supervillain who always dresses in purplish-red:
Magento.
What's all this fuss I keep hearing about a turbot ax? Why would you need an ax to cut up a fish? Wouldn't a simple knife do just as well?
#emilylitella
#nevermind
She raised a flagon containing 6.022 x 1023 molecules of alcohol, and called out, “To your health!”
…and that was the origin of the Avogadro toast.
They took pretty good care of bees 1 through 8, but the next bee seemed to do better without anybody doing anything for it.
A clear case of bee 9 neglect.