Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Wrapper 39: Just like starting over

As you may have noticed - ha, just kidding, I know no one reads this - I cut off in the middle of a batch of wrappers I had pulled out last December.  Then yesterday's garbage rekindled my "love" for these awful things, and I managed to find an all-Laffy Taffy bag of candy at Walgreens today, so hey!  We even fly all the way back to the single digits in the joke count.

7. Michael M., Youngstown, OH

What do you call a cow with a twitch?

Gonna go out on a limb here and guess "a milkshake." 

7. Beef jerky.

Okay, points for avoiding the obvious.  The vocabulary seems a trifle advanced for nine-year-olds, but hey, why not. 

8. Vickie R., Franklin, LA

What did Jon do when his dog ate his science book?

This setup feels sufficiently tortured that we are probably in for nothing good. 

8. He took the words right out of his mouth.

Well, that one's pretty ancient.  I suppose it's "spiced up" by the completely unnecessary additions of the kid's name and the book's subject (why a science book, of all things?  At least it wasn't a math book, I guess), but meh.

This wrapper was sour apple.  That's right, four whole flavors in this bag!

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Wrapper 17: Fans and dogs

9. Lori W., Clayton, OK

Why is it so hot in a stadium after a football game?


Because the players have generated a lot of energy through their... okay, no, the answer is obviously going to be something to do with fans leaving.

9. All the fans have left.

Yep. I guess I don't hate this one so much. It's predictable, and it's not funny, but none of these are funny and at least the play on words makes sense and is mildly clever.

10. Devon K., Rochester, MN

Why is a lost Dalmatian easily found?


Something about "spotting" him?

10. Because he's always spotted.

Predictable. And sort of a mess, grammatically.

That was banana. And kind of a boring one. Well, there's always tomorrow. Oh, is there ever.