And she'll have pun, pun, pun...

There you go with more baking. What kind of pans do you use to make hot cross puns?

He can't help it as he has a loaf of baking..he kneads it. I bought hot cross puns at a church bake sale one I think...those are the one with the crustifix sliced into the tops, right? Was such a great deal too...just a punpernickle!
 
He can't help it as he has a loaf of baking..he kneads it. I bought hot cross puns at a church bake sale one I think...those are the one with the crustifix sliced into the tops, right? Was such a great deal too...just a punpernickle!

That's a helluva deal. Unlike the poor fellow who was staying at one of the finest hotels in Paris who discovered something about French breakfasts. He ordered two eggs over easy and was surprised when his waiter brought him only one egg. In response, he said, "I guess that in France one egg is an oeuf."
 
That's a helluva deal. Unlike the poor fellow who was staying at one of the finest hotels in Paris who discovered something about French breakfasts. He ordered two eggs over easy and was surprised when his waiter brought him only one egg. In response, he said, "I guess that in France one egg is an oeuf."

On oui pun oeuf? Orders of eggs should always come in Paris!
 
Mary was frantically searching for something impuntant and clearly began to wooly. I asked her what she was looking for and she shrugged and shrugged sheepishly.. "Agneau."

Agneau another thing: the reason why mama sheep don't like highways in the midwest is that we don't allow ewe turns.
 
Agneau another thing: the reason why mama sheep don't like highways in the midwest is that we don't allow ewe turns.

Shear, they don't like highways. But what about shoulders? I've herd they're pasture area of interest.

But, MY, ewe wool always tell a bleating good yarn.
 
Mary was frantically searching for something impuntant and clearly began to wooly. I asked her what she was looking for and she shrugged and shrugged sheepishly.. "Agneau."

Is Mary quite contrary the same Mary who was on the lamb with the hot sheep? Did she fleece her garden investors, and that maid her ungulate to school?

Whatever: the schoolchildren grazed upon the sheep and laughed. "Pay no attention!" said Mary. "Mutton to see here!"
 
Is Mary quite contrary the same Mary who was on the lamb with the hot sheep? Did she fleece her garden investors, and that maid her ungulate to school?

Whatever: the schoolchildren grazed upon the sheep and laughed. "Pay no attention!" said Mary. "Mutton to see here!"

Yup, that was herd. Ewe would probably think she was a baaaad ass because she enjoyed her dairy pelts from her tup... it is a good pain that improves after ruminant. When it came to school though, she wasn't very dedicated and that made her a pretty lamb stewdent.
 
Hmmm...I guess we are the pun, true hegemony. There are so many facets to this topic, is it any wonder we have been waiting for our chance to straighten up and pyrite?

Yellow, you are so white....there gold not be an opportunity we karat about more.
 
Have we metaphor? Maybe I am back peddling, which is wrong of course... we all know a foot shouldn't call the peddle back.
 
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