Here are 69 punchlines for puns
I'm quite sure that the punsters among us can easily fill in the stories and the rest of us can make something up.
- People who live in grass houses shouldn't stow thrones.
- There's no plates like chrome for the Hollandaise.
- Fair boot boy with teaks of Chan.
- The pie rates of Penn's aunts.
- Let your pages do the walking through the yellow fingers.
- Rudolph the Red knows rain, dear.
- Abcess makes the fart go Honda.
- It was the beast of Thames; it was the wurst of Thames.
- Transcend dental medication.
- Dill waters run steep.
- Super California mystic - Expert: Halitosis.
- It was the bottom of the ninth; the score was tied; the basses were loaded.
- Making an obscene clone fall.
- Treads rush in where wise men fear to fool.
- A Benny shaved is a Benny urned.
- We came to ferry Caesar; not to graze him.
- We came to seize your berry; not to appraise it.
- Chess nuts boasting in an open foyer.
- You wouldn't send a knight out on a dog like this.
- Oh, my baking yak!
- A four-loaf cleaver.
- No Huns, no writs, no Eros, and nun on base.
- Hale hath no Fury like the woman's corn.
- Taking mynahs over stately lions for immortal porpoises.
- Follow the yellow-dicked toad.
- Squaw bury Shortcake.
- The squaw on the hippopotamous is equal to the sum of the squaws on the other two hides.
- The first Indian to wire a head for a reservation.
- The lesser of two weevils.
- Now I weigh me down to sweep.
- Only Hugh can prevent florist friars.
- The Czech is in the male.
- You can't have your kayak and heat it too.
- It's a knick-knack, Paddy Black; give the frog a loan.
- No tern was left unstoned.
- With fronds like these, who need anemones?
- One's a bunch of cunning runts.
- One's a bunch of mutts.
- One follows the yellow brick road; the other swallows the yellow prick's load.
- Don't fry for me, Marge and Tina.
- Yeast is yeast, and nest is nest, and never tha mane shall tweet.
- Sunday my prints will come.
- The son never sits on the British umpire.
- Silly rabbi - kicks are for Trids.
- It's a long way to tip a Rary.
- Never lock a gift mouse in the hearse.
- Never hatchet your Counts until they've chickened.
- It's a hickory Daiquiri, Doc!
- The herd shot round the world.
- Don't put all your Basques in one exit.
- It's not wetter Yewin that counts; it's how you ply the gum.
- The best Yings in Fife are free.
- He must have taken Leif off his census.
- The din of inequity.
- He who has a Tates is lost.
- The koala tea of Mercy is not strained.
- The Whore-Force men of the park ellipse.
- Reign called off because of game.
- The thong is ended, but the malady lingers on.
- When Irish spies are filing.
- Readers digest and writers cramp.
- A cunning linguist.
- I left my harp in Sam Crab's disco.
- I'll be seeing ewes in all the old familiar braces.
- That was the bar bitch you ate.
- The beer that made Mel Famey walk us.
- A Hun is the lowest form of roomer.
- One tooth free for Fife's Hicks; Steven ate nine tench.
- The mills are alive with the hounds of Munich.