Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Snow Me Your Punny Side

Snowco. Snowranged. Snowlirious. Snowmentia.
Let's face it. Too much of anything ultimately results in a plebeian cliche. (Think flannel, residential holiday mailbox flags, Dippin' Dots.) And on any other day, a day on which, oh I don't know, I'd be able to open my front door without 32-foot snow drifts threatening to charge through my foyer and consume my children, I'd scoff at the aforementioned trite, and find bits far more abstruse to ponder upon. However, today is not that day. Today is a day to celebrate the snowverdone plays on words, for some of which, I have many of you to thank. Keep them coming, folks. I've gotta fever. And the only cure, is more snow puns. Here are a few of my favorites, some snowlects, if you will:

Oh...snow you didn't.
Snow much for spring.
Snow way!
A snow's throw away
Snowly cow!
Well, snow me over.
There's snow way out
Snow'cha know??
The point of snow return.
Snow me to the door.
Snow holds barred
Snow me the money.
Snow effin' way!

This snowpocalyptic season itself has indeed become cliche. But my love for a snowtastic double entendre has not. Snow way.


  1. Snow Ho Ho and a bottle of rum. Sounds like a plan to me.

  2. That snow angel appears to be dead. You'd better check on him.

  3. Snowbody knows the trouble I've seen... snowbody knows my sorrrrrrrrrrrrowwwwwwwwwwwwww.



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