Chaff time?
 

I don't know, it goes against the grain.

I've heard the phrase "slice against the grain" at least 6 times in the past week.

That's so corny I can barley stand it.

Knew I could count on you, Zen.

Hmm, glatt, a grain theme, a motif...if you will? It must be prophetic in some way.

I'm total cereal; there's a kernel of truth in what I say, though it might be crumby.

That's the last straw. It wasn't even spelt correctly.

Hay! (throws Zen a baleful look)

Are you trying to get a ryes out of me?
My brow may have furrowed a little but I won't rice to it. You're oat of your depth.

you know, I understand your basic sediment, but if you're not careful they will bran you an instigator.

I've been saving this one:


STALKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

:lol:

EAT ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Shawnee, you have such a rye sense of humor.

I would, but I'd get sorghums.

crap, that was the quintessential pun. The Queen of Puns is dead--long live the King.

Well, what can I say? Wheat ried, but with me it goes in one ear and out the other.

Thanks for your repartee, departee. :) Does this mean we have to get married? (And can I work in a "King Edward potato" line in here?)

wheat a minute. you're both too well bread to compete this way. zen, give shawnee some flours and apologize at yeast.

OK, the whole office had to hear me guffaw. Damn you peeps is funny.

wow you guys really know how to roll wheat the punches

You're at work? I'm just loafing around in my seedy apartment, fielding questions on the 'net.
At 3 am I might add.

That's half-baked, dude. Wheat are you wareing?

A grass skirt?
and my straw hat, of course.
Its all run of the millet stuff.

Well, you look a little grubby, which doesn't seem fare. But, doughnut go changin' for me.

This thread is becoming a millstone around my neck.
We're just grinding out puns.

One day a burning bush'll tell us to stop, but until then we'll keep pecking away at this.

just crate, now you can't even container yourself. Where the hell half you bin?

I've been *sigh* low lately.
But I'm feeling elevated now.
With my Japanese accent I'm almost reaping for joy.

Oh barn, I really gotta get back to work. Play in the hay later?

Sure ... while the sun shines...
Here or there, this field or that, this tract-or that tract of land ... before my voice gets too horse.
Ahh, it's time I hops into bed, and hits the hay.

I'm actually going, BTW. Thanks Shawnee, see you round.

Besides, I beet people are getting scythe of us. :bolt: