I’m your worse nightmare: a black man with a gag.
This here’s an open challenge to any wordsmiths, L.A. quippers, NYC punhandlers, bon moteers, phraseologists, punned-its or wascawwy wapscallions wepwete with a way with words: if’n you think you got enough junk your trunk to match me pun for pun, whip it out and let’s see which one of y’all measures up.
First round: Free style. Go.
Askia, I asky-ya: are a cat’s paws weapons of mouse destruction?
Neither, especially if there’s detente or declaws.
Surely de cats’ claws would rip de tent?
Tentatively, yes. Which may be a felinious crime.
Askia, and ye shall receive!
[QUOTE=Askia]
Tentatively, yes. Which may be a felinious crime.
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That’s funny – I was feline fine, but then my shrink told me I was two tents. What a coincidence!
If we cop to the felinity, can we get off with a probity period? Or does our pun-ishment merit incarceration?
Quick with the wit, I see.
**The Scrivener. ** Yeesh. Scrivenin’ me up the wall, already.
Daithi Lacha. If you’re two tents, go camping.
Are U2 rock fans? UB40 or younger?
If you are two tents, maybe your wig is too wam.
[QUOTE=Askia]
Are U2 rock fans? UB40 or younger?
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This may take away your headache, but I be profen.
[QUOTE=silenus]
If you are two tents, maybe your wig is too wam.
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For all in tents and porpoises.
silenus. If I were two tents, you could treat me like a rapper in the UniverSoul Circus: call me B.I.G. TOPPA.
**tdn. ** Funny, I’d have sworn you were on the bathroom floor, tile and all.
[QUOTE=tdn]
For all in tents and porpoises.
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Dolphinately.
I fear I may have bitten off more than I can choose.
[QUOTE=Askia]
Dolphinately.
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Manta man, now, I was once a deaf intravenous drug-using fish. I had herring aids. It made me feel a little eel. (But I got out of the net on a technicality.)
I’m like the bees outside my house: just getting swarmed up here.
bringing a coalman from Tenn to Ohio so that he may kanoddle with a still living Flipper and his friends is
wait for it
Transporting a miner across state lines for immortal porpoises
Whale, whale, whale. Fish puns. That’s raising the fish steaks. I may have to get trout of here.