Monday, December 28, 2009


Monday's Pun(s) !!!

When the gunman walked in, he turned the store into a flee market.

Ever since my friend had all the digits amputated from his feet, I find him very annoying.
I think I might be lack-toes intolerant.



At the rum factory loading dock, all of the workers speak in verse.
It shows that rhymes fly when you're heaving rum.

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