Six Puns Day Eight Hundred Eighty Two: Canopies

If you can top your old records, this still leaves you with plenty of work and little time for rest. Sure, you could branch out to other areas, but the work might or may not be as light.

Six Puns: A box of pasta, a jar of sauce, and, of course, a can of peas.

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Six Puns Day Eight Hundred Eighty One: Triathlons

The water cycle is something that cannot be run by outside forces, if anyone says it can, you might want to distance yourself from them, or tell them to “shoo”, of course.

Six Puns: Compliment my readers? A stroke of genius!

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Six Puns Day Eight Hundred Eighty: Circles

There are several degrees to the argument about the ark, but any argument that could shape your opinion. Once you get a round of debates in, it’s easier to hear something that will strike a chord.

Six Puns: …and that ends today’s segment.

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Six Puns Day Eight Hundred Seventy Nine: Chicle

It might be hard to choose a career, but just remember if you stick to what you like, you’ll be able to tap into something greater than yourself. Well, maybe not, but at the very least you won’t be flapping your gums, and you won’t feel brain drain. 

Six Puns: Writing chicle puns is a sneeze, I mean a breeze–a, a, a–chooo!

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Six Puns Day Eight Hundred Seventy Eight: Turpentine

“We thought there was no way we could stump the elephants, but we found a way to get them to pine for food by putting the smell of baked bread by their trunks.” said Zack, the zookeeper. “Baked bread? Isn’t that something elephants would not usually eat?” said Rita, the reporter. “Yes,” said Zack, “but frankly, that’s none of our beeswax.”

Six Puns: Writing turpentine puns? Paint what it used to be.

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Six Puns Day Eight Hundred Seventy Seven: Tar

Pete would have to stick to his practice, otherwise playing the violin would be the pits. He seemed to be stuck on the pizzicato notes, which, when incorrectly played with a bow, sounded like a baby seal.

Six Puns: Pesticides? Oh, please. Only things that are organic matter.

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Six Puns Day Eight Hundred Seventy Six: Asphalt

Interesting facts will surface today, as long as you put in those long hard hours. Like at the baseball game, where a pitch will look crude but will actually be how victory rode in.

Six Puns: From Greece to Turkey, to Hong Kong, Crete.

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