I sat down be-cider and milked that pun…
just trying to a moos her…. how herd cud it be?
Heifer nother, I offered…. (hay, get a little alcohol in-cider and she’s in the mooed to laugh.)
The barkeep, however, was udderly unimpressed.
He kept casting a bale-full eye in our direction…
till I said “Hay, man… don’t have a cow… we’re just having a little pun!”
Unexpectedly, he said “Cheese, I’m sorry…. I guess I’m an an out-cider when it comes to knowing what’s punny.”
“Don’t brie sorry!” I said.
So next week we’re taking him to the Pun House for a pint, and more cheesy jokes than he’s ever herd.
Dan Thompson
I sat down be-cider and milked that pun…
just trying to a moos her…. how herd cud it be?
Heifer nother, I offered…. (hay, get a little alcohol in-cider and she’s in the mooed to laugh.)
The barkeep, however, was udderly unimpressed.
He kept casting a bale-full eye in our direction…
till I said “Hay, man… don’t have a cow… we’re just having a little pun!”
Unexpectedly, he said “Cheese, I’m sorry…. I guess I’m an an out-cider when it comes to knowing what’s punny.”
“Don’t brie sorry!” I said.
So next week we’re taking him to the Pun House for a pint, and more cheesy jokes than he’s ever herd.