“Yer Mom was a ________”
Sick duck?
Nice lady who makes delicious snacks.
And then he spoke not a word more.
Hadn’t seen this one before but I saw this in a book:
There once was a man from Peru,
Whose limericks stopped at line twoand then later in the same book they had
There once was a man from Verdun
thousand yard stare
Verdun here
I like this.
There are two types of people:
- Those who can extrapolate
eye twitches from incomplete data
I figured that was a double layer of extrapolation.
Also couldn’t be bothered typing the rest on a phone.
There are 10 types of people in the world
All bases are base 10.
All bases are belong to us
- base10, provably
-Those who understand binary
-those who don’t
-those who didn’t expect this to be in ternary?
There was once an unfortunate bard
Who found fashioning limericks hard.
He stopped at line three
The audience always wants more
My bandwidth is crappy through Tor.
OR
Too much exposition’s a bore.
OR
Though a quatrain’s a ditty,
My pay’s itty bitty.
If you cut prose apart, so as to make more,
Perhaps, one day, I’ll afford my lost oar.
There was a young man from south bend
Whose limericks all came to an end
Suddenly
My favourite language joke:
What’s the difference between a cat and a comma?
One’s got claws at the end of its paws, the other’s a clause at the end of a pause
What do you call Santa’s little helpers?
Subordinate Clauses
But a comma goes before the pause.
yeah doesn’t even work with the classic joke format, in which the words switch places. I’m sure the joke should actually be:
one has claws at the end of its paws, one denotes a pause at the end of a clause.
Yes I did mix up the order of the words cause of poor sleep. Thanks for correcting
And this is the fifth line of four…
This one’s great!
… he traded the fifth for a whore
You’ve gotta leave them wanting more
this is my favourite so far
… the four is an Int I adore
So that’s your stand on the square numbers vs fibonacci primes, I see
But a four is soooo symmetric.
There once was a mute man from spain
Who loved traveling on planes
When ask what he thought
Of the brand new concord
He said“…I can’t think of a single word more.”
and then he said nothing more.
Not enough syllables
eh 7-10 in lines 1, 2, and 5. cold have been more consistent but its not like its a haiku. kind of ruins the joke to write a last line anyway
And with that he walked out the door
You’re both sadist and poetic boor.
There once was a bard from Japan
Whose limericks never would scan
When told this was so
He replied, 'Yes, I know"
“But I always try and fit as many words into the last line as I possibly can.”