Found this sitting at a train station. Someone just turfed it out.
Must be forlorn.
(*For lawn… you get it. You like puns. Don’t pretend otherwse. Don’t grass me up).
Apologies, this is a little condescending
Because it’s a little con, descending. Gettit? On a staircase. Do you understand? It’s a pun. And this bit is self-referential, because I’m being condescending, as if you dont understand, and that’s kinda rude. Why are you still reading this? The joke is up there.
Some sicko nailed a bee to this pole
This one was penned by my pun loving friend, I can take no credit –
Two cats walk into a bar ready for a big night. One of them sits down and orders a glass of milk. The other, astounded, says “come on man, don’t be a pussy!”
I went to buy a small dog from a breeder, but when I got there they tried to up the price. I just walked away.
I don’t negotiate with terriorists.
Check out this blatant use of stereo types in marketing.
When work is tough but your desk stationery tells you to hang in there