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Pause Ponder and Pun #143


I won't pull the wool over your eyes this week.

You know the drill.

By shear luck you might win.

We'll see Saturday.

Comments

Indigo Roth said…
Hey Dufus. I have no pun (not my strong suit), but may I ask - WTF? Indigo
Cheryl said…
So far the only thing that's coming to mind and won't go away is "Ewes not fat; ewes fluffy." Phew! Now I can think of something that might actually work.
Nicky said…
When good chairs go baaaaaaa-d.
Shawn @ StubbornFool.com said…
Mary had a little lamb.
Which converted into an elegant love seat.
Mary is now looking for some minks.
skeeter said…
Dufus had an awesome chair in his appartment, but what a shitty "ewe"!
skeeter said…
Now u can cover your meat and your seat, with lamb skin!

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