Last Night, Chez Crochet Me

Oct 24, 2006

Setting: Mr. Crochet Me and I are eating dinner.

Me: [eating]

Mr. Cme: Say a customer walks into a yarn shop and asks for a particular colour of a certain kind of yarn.

Me: [nods]

Mr. Cme: But the yarn store owner explains that the certain yarn doesn't come in that particular colour... [pauses dramatically]

Me: [looks up at Mr. Cme over my glasses, one eyebrow raised]

Mr. Cme: The store owner says, “It's a pigment of your imagination.”

This is a small snapshot of the humour surrounding my home life.

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Alison wrote
on Oct 25, 2006 8:15 PM

Awesome. Sounds like my kind of guy.

marykate wrote
on Oct 26, 2006 12:20 PM

oh! I love puns. can't get enough.

joy wrote
on Oct 26, 2006 2:34 PM

HILARIOUS. that mr. Cme is a good egg.

Amie wrote
on Oct 26, 2006 5:53 PM

In my house, we call that a "Sunday joke." We tell each other that we're only allowed to tell the cheesy, knee-slapper, "oh, don't you think YOU'RE funny" jokes on Sundays only. Invariably, one of us busts out a joke like that during the week (usually Mr. NexStitch) to which I have to inform him of his "illegal move."

I think the cheesiest knee-slapper I *tried* to lay down occured one night when we were driving to a friend's house. We were driving and some large newspaper delivery truck was swerving back and forth in several lanes cutting people off and slamming his brakes. I peered over to Mr. NexStitch and stated, "I think that guy's got issues."

on Oct 26, 2006 6:01 PM

Hilarious! I think I'll propose your Sunday rule to Mr Cme. I could use 6 whole days free from puns. :)

c wrote
on Oct 27, 2006 6:59 AM

And the "I married a man with my father's sense of humor" has just hit a second generation!

on Oct 27, 2006 9:00 AM

Nah, Mom. Dad's not *really* a punster. He's a master of the looooooong joke. Mr Cme's jokes last about 30 seconds but feel like an eternity. Yes, I married the perfect man, with the price of having to live with puns. I admit that's barely an above-radar price.