Pass the Puns, Please
/Good morning, dear internet. As you are relaxing, drinking your coffee and reading your morning papers, I am stuck in purgatory. Drinking badly brewed coffee, playing tic-tac-toe and hangman with my darling Boo, while some government nitwit is preparing us for adopting a special needs child.
You see the irony here, right dear internet?
But never one to let a little bureaucratic red tape foil my plans, I will happily listen to her drone on and on about the needs of a handicapped child. And when she is finished, I am driving straight to the local liquor store (or since this is small town Alberta, straight to the local hotel) and buying myself a stiff drink. Because Boo and I will have earned it. Three days of listening on how to become effective advocates, efficient role models and ultimately, good parents.
And I didn't learn a damn thing.
Now let me have my new baby.
In honor of this momentous occasion, I have found a pun for you. A picture pun.
Because a picture is worth a thousand words, right?
You see the irony here, right dear internet?
But never one to let a little bureaucratic red tape foil my plans, I will happily listen to her drone on and on about the needs of a handicapped child. And when she is finished, I am driving straight to the local liquor store (or since this is small town Alberta, straight to the local hotel) and buying myself a stiff drink. Because Boo and I will have earned it. Three days of listening on how to become effective advocates, efficient role models and ultimately, good parents.
And I didn't learn a damn thing.
Now let me have my new baby.
In honor of this momentous occasion, I have found a pun for you. A picture pun.
Because a picture is worth a thousand words, right?
