blackcaliente:

i guess you could call this
a moist owlet

blackcaliente:

i guess you could call this

a moist owlet

Poké-Puns are Fun

  • My Friend Richard: So, Robert! You hear about the new pokemon?
  • Robert (Me): Yeah, they look ABSOL-lutely amazing!
  • Richard: Ugh, but all those gen-whiners ruin it for us, making the whole fanbase look GHASTLY.
  • Robert: I know, right? I wish those fans weren't so LOUDRED about everything new. Just because you don't like it doesn't mean it's TRUBBISH.
  • Richard: Yeah... but unfortunately those people will never stop complaining. I think it's ODDISH, I mean, if you don't like new pokemon, don't look at 'em. It's not like you have to play the new games.
  • Robert: "OH! THEY'VE RUINED MY PRECIOUS MEWTWO!" No. They didn't. They gave him an alternate form that you don't have to use, ever. Shiz like that is ONIX-ceptible.
  • Richard: Yeah! SAWK it to 'em!
  • Robert: Maybe we should stop, these puns are getting a tad FARFETCH'D.
  • Richard: Eh, AUDINO, I don't mind keepin' 'em up.
  • Robert: *PSYDUCK* Fine. Hmm...
  • Richard: Wait... what?
  • Robert: You broke the pattern! What was that about?
  • Richard: How do you 'sigh' a pokemon...?
  • Robert: Oh... Not sure. Is it important?
  • Richard: Nah, not really. I was just like "Why?"
  • Robert: WYNAUT?
  • Robert and Richard: WOOOOOOOOOBBBUUUUUUUFFET!!
ratchet-d1rectioner:

4ngelo:

theodorepython:

miami-tea:


The Defibrillator Toaster
My mom would be so annoyed… every morning I would run into the kitchen screaming “WE’RE LOSING THEM!!! BEEP BEEP BEEPBEEPBEEP!”
“DON’T YOU DIE ON ME, DAMNIT!!!  NURSE, WE NEED 12 CC’S OF CREAM CHEESE, STAT!!!”
He’s bread, Jim.
Time of deliciousness: 7:15 A.M.
If we don’t restart his heart , he’s toast! 
JESUS CRUST.
JAM IT!
“Daddy’s in a butter place now, kids.”

I WASN’T EVEN GOING TO REBLOG UNTIL I SAW THE SHIT TON OF PUNS

HES BREAD JIM

JESUS CRUST

MONDAY PUNDAY

ratchet-d1rectioner:

4ngelo:

theodorepython:

miami-tea:

The Defibrillator Toaster

My mom would be so annoyed… every morning I would run into the kitchen screaming “WE’RE LOSING THEM!!! BEEP BEEP BEEPBEEPBEEP!”

“DON’T YOU DIE ON ME, DAMNIT!!!  NURSE, WE NEED 12 CC’S OF CREAM CHEESE, STAT!!!”

He’s bread, Jim.

Time of deliciousness: 7:15 A.M.

If we don’t restart his heart , he’s toast! 

JESUS CRUST.

JAM IT!

“Daddy’s in a butter place now, kids.”

I WASN’T EVEN GOING TO REBLOG UNTIL I SAW THE SHIT TON OF PUNS

HES BREAD JIM

JESUS CRUST

MONDAY PUNDAY

Ha-ha, very punny.
Ha-ha, very punny.

Ha-ha, very punny.