May 15 Puns

dustbird wrote:

> > > ----- For this effort, my ex-boss assigned me tree puns. ---

> > > I would like help on TREE related puns >

>

> I benin many places. I sapele play soccer in Brazil. Was he ever

limba.

> And very poplar.

> I went to Princeton, and ramin to Einstein. Zebrano! I wanted to

> introduce him to my brothers and sisters, Myrtle, Burl, Bub, Inga. My

> brother said: "Butternut." But I was satin he wood love them. By gum,

he

> did. He said "Everything is relativity!" Elm his fan. The men's room

was in

> the basement. I had tupelo.

> I had back pain. Old war wound. Purpleheart. Heard of medicine

man. Flew

> to New Guinea. Herbal cure didn't work. I was teaked off, but I padauk

the

> shaman. Pain got desperate.

> Flew to Rome. Birch into Church. Met Father John and Sister Rose.

Got

> religion. Prima vera! Trod the narra path. Faux satine. Bought a

rosary.

> "What kind of wood is this cross made of?", I asked Father John.

"Rosewood,"

> he said. And she did. Sycamore! But my back hurt. She said I had to go

on a

> diet. We went to a healthfood restaurant. I ordered a low-calorie

cocobolo,

> and we goncalo alves. Lost some weight, back pain went away. I'm oak

now,

> still pecan away.

Recently, my stepdad planted acorn patch.

I O-Pine that we should get out of Iraq before more of our people get

shipped home in wood.

I love the beech.

nemo wrote:

> "Tim Bruening" <tsbrueni@pop.dcn.davis.ca.us> wrote in message

> news:48292A68.FB53E868@pop.dcn.davis.ca.us...

> >

> > dustbird wrote:

> >

> > > > > ----- For this effort, my ex-boss assigned me tree puns. ---

> > > > > I would like help on TREE related puns >

> > >

> > > I benin many places. I sapele play soccer in Brazil. Was he ever

> > limba.

> > > And very poplar.

> > > I went to Princeton, and ramin to Einstein. Zebrano! I wanted to

> > > introduce him to my brothers and sisters, Myrtle, Burl, Bub, Inga. My

> > > brother said: "Butternut." But I was satin he wood love them. By gum,

> > he

> > > did. He said "Everything is relativity!" Elm his fan. The men's room

> > was in

> > > the basement. I had tupelo.

> > > I had back pain. Old war wound. Purpleheart. Heard of medicine

> > man. Flew

> > > to New Guinea. Herbal cure didn't work. I was teaked off, but I padauk

> > the

> > > shaman. Pain got desperate.

> > > Flew to Rome. Birch into Church. Met Father John and Sister Rose.

> > Got

> > > religion. Prima vera! Trod the narra path. Faux satine. Bought a

> > rosary.

> > > "What kind of wood is this cross made of?", I asked Father John.

> > "Rosewood,"

> > > he said. And she did. Sycamore! But my back hurt. She said I had to go

> > on a

> > > diet. We went to a healthfood restaurant. I ordered a low-calorie

> > cocobolo,

> > > and we goncalo alves. Lost some weight, back pain went away. I'm oak

> > now,

> > > still pecan away.

> >

> > Recently, my stepdad planted acorn patch.

> >

> > I O-Pine that we should get out of Iraq before more of our people get

> > shipped home in wood.

> >

> > I love the beech.

>

> Small bunch of trees and thieves: Copse and robbers!

Beware the Crook of the Arm!