It colby a lack of vocabulary holding you back. But don’t compare yourself to me; when it comes to pun wars I’m an absolute muenster.

That’s not gouda!

I camembert the last time something like this happened.

He was fated to play the cello: Why name him Yo-Yo if he wasn’t going to go back and forth on strings?

And then the other gulls would eat them.

Béarn-ayyyyy-se

What a racket!

I guarantee the calendar has more dates, though.

You could always hummos a tune!

You’re the gyro we need.

Looks great, what an awesome parent!

I knew that was going to be the punchline before I opened the post.

Sick joke, bro

I always go back for seconds.

You’re thinking of flyaks, or possibly skyaks.

It makes you look crazy.

touuché

Pretty sure it’s spelled “jouke”, you ignorant Yankee.

No one in my family got it, and my kids are in public school, while I work in a restaurant. Precautions plus luck, I guess. That or we’re genetic freaks.

I’m impressed that it’s not a prosthetics joke!

Hallelujah, nothing’s wrong with me. Hallelujah, something’s got to give.