1002 Terrible Puns

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A rib-tickling collection of 1002 original one-liners. Pages and pages of groan-out-loud insanity interspersed with some brilliantly witty cartoons. This celebration of the play-on-word draws on the full gamut of the human experience, poking fun a...

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A rib-tickling collection of 1002 original one-liners. Pages and pages of groan-out-loud insanity interspersed with some brilliantly witty cartoons. This celebration of the play-on-word draws on the full gamut of the human experience, poking fun at sport, food, work, science, geography, the arts and, of course, religion. Puns range from traditional Christmas cracker cheese to the spectacularly contrived and pseudo-intellectual. Not to be read without your comedy corset. A great one-star read for people with no sense of humour!

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The second wife of Henry VIII would never hurry back to the palace. She’d always amble in.

Someone informed me that Miss Muffet was on a non-dairy diet. I said, ‘No whey?!’

Madonna used varnish for the first time today. Lacquer virgin.

My dad’s stopped drinking Spanish wine. Yes, he’s off his rioja.

There was a school examiner who was sacked for being too lenient. He had a compulsive tick.

I saw some Russian politicians tipping their hats and opening doors for each other. They were members of the Polite Buro.

A woman decided to break up with her boyfriend because of his obsession with tractors. So she sent him a John Deere letter.

Hitler didn’t drink. Did that make him a teetotalitarian?