My European History teacher tells us a pun every day. They’re usually funny in a “I think that’s clever but not worthy of irregular lung contractions” kind of way, but today’s wasn’t funny at all. It was a dagger to my very soul. MY VERY SOUL.
“Two fonts walk into a resturant and the host tells them, ‘Sorry, but we’re in New Roman Times here. We don’t serve your type.”
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A few people laughed but I had to use all the telekinetic power I could muster to keep myself from raising my hand and correcting him. It got even worse when someone asked what a font is.
You’d think when people use a certain font for every single essay they’ve ever written and will ever write, they’d get the name right.
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thisismymobilehome said:
My Biomed teachers cracks puns ALL the time. One time we had to solve a murder with a lady who was at a table. There was salt on the table and he said, “Maybe she was aSALTed!” He also says, “Okay time for some notesies.”
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captainwiki said:
Pewww… there’s the sound of the imaginary bullet through my head.
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