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Why did the gardener work quietly at noon? Because he didn't want to disturb the 'peas'!
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My friend asked me if I wanted to grab lunch at noon. I said, 'Sure, that sounds like a 'soup-erb' idea!'
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Why don't we play hide and seek with the sun at noon? Because it's too 'bright' for hiding!
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You know, 'noon' is that magical time of day when your morning coffee finally kicks in, and you suddenly believe you can conquer the world until 12:01 hits, and you're back to questioning all your life choices.
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Ah, 'noon,' the time when your breakfast is too late for lunch and too early for a snack. It's like the awkward middle child of meal times, trying to find its place in the culinary universe.
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Noon, the hour when your morning ambition meets your afternoon laziness in an epic showdown. It's like watching two gladiators battle it out in your brain arena, and somehow, they both end up napping.
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Ah, 'noon,' the hour when the sun is at its peak, your stomach's grumbling for lunch, and your brain decides it's the perfect time to start replaying embarrassing moments from five years ago. Thanks, brain.
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You know, 'noon' is when the clock says 'lunchtime,' but your stomach screams 'feed me now!' It's a battle between time and hunger, and guess who's winning? Definitely not the clock.
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Ever noticed how 'noon' feels like the halfway mark of a treadmill session? You're panting, sweating, wondering why you got on in the first place, and then you realize you've still got the whole afternoon ahead.
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Ever wondered why 'noon' is both a noun and a time? It's like someone couldn't decide if it should be a moment of reflection or just another way to say 'midday slump.'
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Ah, 'noon,' the time of day when your morning optimism collides head-on with the realization that you've already used up all your energy and enthusiasm for the day. It's like hitting a wall, but a wall made of pillows.
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Noon: the universal agreement among your morning ambitions and your afternoon cravings that it's time for a meeting. And by meeting, I mean your hand and that bag of chips you've been eyeing since breakfast.
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