Deer puns stagnate very quickly.
I am definitely growing fawnder of deer puns.
Frankly my deer, I can take them or leave them.
I’m in the horns of a dilemma as I can’t think of another deer pun.
I’ve got a buck that says you can.
It’s staggering.
A buck ain’t much doe.
Come on, folks. We’ve got to have hart if we’re going to continue.
I doen’t know if I can.
I used to have a job crushing cans. It was soda pressing.
Can a match box? No, but a tin can.
I bought a wooden whistle, but it wooden whistle.
But can you train a whistle?
I tried. I bought a steel whistle, but it steel wooden whistle.
I bet you would like to take that whistle to the Netherlands, wooden shoe?
My grand dad used to whistle loudly as he milked the cows. Passing by the milk house, one and all marveled at the volume of tooting that emanated from that old dairy air.
Sometimes, music can be a real work o fart.
Yeah, it’s a real gas.
Classical Gas
Is that what Mozart emitted after eating beans?