Well, I can’t lie – things have been slacker than my co-contributor’s over-stretched waistband, but I know you’ll be thrilled to see the resurgence of the nation’s 812th favourite Pun Blog.
Thanks as ever R Bach, who has pulled one out of the bag again with this stellar offering -
Finger on the pulse here at Punboy, barely a week after the event and we’re all over the story like a virulent rash of dubious origin – so apologies once again for the delay – exciting things ARE going on behind the scene for those of you wondering whether it’s still worth checking in to this sorry rant-fest – in the meantime, enjoy this gem from the Daily Mirror last week:
Now we’re cooking on gas- thanks again to R Bach, who was fishing around in South Africa and hooked this cheeky little number – he codn’t have done better – the guy’s on an unassailable perch.
Van alive! One post in a month, which is frankly sloppier than my co-punner’s typography, but by the power of Grayskull, V Day has only gone and helped the fuck out – a stellar vehicular offering here I think we can all enjoy.
Sorry all (11 of you), it’s been a frantic month here at Villa de Punboy with activities of a hideously boring but time consuming nature keeping me from the pun and games. Let’s just say I was arrested. I’m not even going to bother apologising for Old Shithead not bothering to put down his monkey-spanking arm for a few minutes to help out – the photo I have of him swinging his little chappy around a roof in East London with a Captain Hook moustache biro’d onto his chops is penance enough.
But here’s a fine relaunch, and thanks to L Anderson for pointing out this parent-baiting bit of brilliance from HMS Belfast’s marketing department. How they managed to get this through all the tedious levels of bureaucracy is beyond me, but hats off to you boys.
I was going to go for an erection pun (“Got Wood?”), but thought that’d only cheapen the site.
More from trusty R Bach here, going against the grain by actively contributing – I don’t know about yew, but I think this is more than oakay.
The last time we heard from Mr Burman, he was passing Schwarzaneggan Sandwiches our way – well this time he’s here with something similarly breaded but a little cheekier:
Saw this atop Greenwich Park at the weekend – simple, but you wood though.
In an unrelated matter, if there are any wannabe plastic surgeons out there (with a very elementary grasp of human biology) looking to start up a new company, may I suggest ‘a cut above the breast’.
If they’re in need of a campaign strapline at the moment, I thought maybe the Libyan government might find some inspiration from the following:
Frankly, he was always going to abbreviate it with a name like Methusala Thwatslap.
