While walking along a pier, I saw a man casting his line into the water. He got a bite, and hooked a 60-degree angle. He looked over his catch, cast again, and said, “I hope I reel in a 30-degree angle this time.”
When Dick Cavett was writing for the Tonight Show, he wrote a caption for a photo of Aristotle Onasis, who was shopping for a home in Los Angeles, being shown a house which used to belong to silent film star Buster Keaton: Aristotle Contemplating the Home of Buster.
I modified a pun I heard here (first?) at a grocery store, with as much success as one could expect from a pun.
My brother and I were in a grocery store in Estes Park, CO, and there were a bunch of people that looked vaguely like roman soldiers from afar - the colors were various shades of yellow, beige, and brown. It was only if you looked closely that you saw that the attire was more medieval and so the obvious conclusion was that there was some sort of HIghland games or festival going on.
My brother wondered why they looked like that, and I said “they’re pretending to be Roman Emperors to increase their romantic success, because everyone knows the hottest piper is a hobby Nero.”