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Pause Ponder and Pun #59

I don't know about you but I think this could be a wheelie hard one.

Or maybe I just mispoke myself.

Oh well, over to you guys.

Back Saturday with our results.


Comments

Moooooog35 said…
Early versions of Optimus Prime really kind of sucked.
Moooooog35 said…
After he bought the bike a nice dinner, Jim figured this was the logical next step in the relationship.
Moooooog35 said…
"You got your balls on my bike seat."

"You got your bike seat on my balls."

Two great tastes that taste great together.
Anonymous said…
Woops! This is what I read: "...this could be a wheelie hard on."

Woops.

So that's my entry.

"This could be a wheelie hard on."

Inspired by SirNomie!
Nicky said…
Fred Knievel's daredevil career was never quite as successful as his big brother, Evel's.
Chris said…
Damn you, Nicky. I was gonna go for the Evel Knievel joke.
K A B L O O E Y said…
Harry Dean Stanton, two weeks after that tenth DWI bust cost him his license.
Frank was just nuts for his new bike.
Bike sex: Illegal everywhere except Germany.
Malisa said…
"You put your nut sack on,
You take your nut sack out.
You put your nut sack on,
And you wheel it all about!
You do the hokey pokey
And you turn yourself around.
That's what it's all about!"
Malisa said…
Goober was suddenly grateful that he hadn't showered the K-Y off that morning or he would have never gotten that bike seat out of his asshole!
Anonymous said…
Not a pun, but is that Pete Postlethewaite pushing on a pedal? - G
Wow! Everybody's cracking me up here on this one! I can't even begin to compete with these captions! (There'll be so many people hanging with the Dufus this week, he'll have to throw a huge party!)
skeeter said…
First vasectomy in history, thank God for modern medicine!
Malisa said…
"You put your nut sack on,
You take your nut sack out.
You put your nut sack on,
And you wheel it all about!
You do the hokey pokey
And you turn yourself around.
That's what it's all about!"

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