I am a big fan of puns. I say that with no shame.... well ok, I say it with very little shame, much less than you might think.
Bad puns, good puns (is there such a thing?)....
Anyways, I did not come here to talk about puns, I came here to talk about double entendres and how the best double entendre in the world occurred today, but I got side tracked by puns...
The scene played out like this, and I'll warn you, it's vaguely sexual. Reader discretion is by no means advised:
I was downtown for a "Drop Fees" rally, because, as you may know, tuition is heinously high and breaking people under heaps of debt. And Ontario has the highest fucking tuition fees in Canada dammit.
Right, so downtown with my new orange haired friend, and I'm carrying my coat, a drop fees placard, a foam hand flippin' the bird with "F**k Tuition Fees" written on it, and my empty Timmies coffee cup. The coffee cup was blocking me from putting on the foam hand....
"You'd better throw that out," says my orange haired friend, "It's hindering your fingering."
I turned to her and starred for a solid few seconds.
"That's ok," says I. "I shall compensate with my mouth."
And I put the cup in my mouth. And carried it.
So there you go. I laughed my ass off and thought it was a genius moment.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
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