International War on Puns!!

[aznav]

So, an innocent text trying to confirm a luncheon engagement with my friend, John, turned into an "international" war on puns. And we're not done. This has been going on for a week, now. I'll try to separate it. "J" is for "John" (duh!) and "T" is for, who else?

J: Tuesday?

T: Tuesday week

J: Next Tuesday. Oh. Ok-Tuesday the 20th?

T: Sorry, hair on fire. Yes, 20th good.

J: K. I'm putting it down for Noon-you like Thai food?

T: C

J: K. We're going to Taste of Thai then.

T: Do we need to wear a...Thai?

J: Perhaps u could wear a Croat.

T: And I will get the Czech.

J: The restaurantnt is on 42, where you take a right at the Pole. U Ganda get there early?

T. For sure! In fact, I'll be Russian.

J: Sounds Swwweede!

T: If u want Ann to come, Alaska.

J: Maybe not for this lunch, but Mongolia is to get us all together soon.

T: Unfortunately, I hear their servings are on old China.

J: Are we going to eat in or get it Togo?

T: Belize, John, no more puns!

J: Oman, you are killing me.

T: What? U mean u want Samoa?

J: No-and if you keep going I'm going to have to Taiwan on.

T: John, seriously, Kenya give me a break?

J: I don't know-but I think I'm Ghana bus' a cap in you if you keep this up.

T: Oh, oh. Now Jamaican me nervous.

J: I don't know whether I Congo on and on with this.

T: Honestly, John, I'm beginning to wonder if all of this Isreal!

J: You know, I Benin alot of strange conversations before, but this one leaves me very Chile.

T: All of this silly banter just because we're Hungary.

J: You bet your Djibouti!

T: Holy See! This is really getting Syrias.

J: Yemen, I'm planning on kicking some Bhutan.

T: Sigh, I've Benin some pun wars, but this one takes the Cape!

J: When we get together, perhaps we should Chad about it.

T: Oh, so you're going to leave me hanging until we Chad?

J: It's ok-when we Chad, we can Gabon and on.

T: D@mn! You Cayman stole my next pun!

J: I am a Laos! I even feel Laosy.

T: Are we reaching?

T: Bahrain it on, brother! I can go all night!

J: What.a Spain! I have a 945 Corfu-pun u tomorrow.

T: K. It's been a Belarius evening.

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[Jeanlouise]

LOL...that is great!

[OldVet]

Bartender--enough!

[mkh]

Sounds like you two have too much time on your hands.

[ccw9mm]

T. and J. were quite the chatterboxes, it seems. They just kept going and going ...

T: Bahrain it on, brother! I can go all night!

J: What.a Spain! I have a 945 Corfu-pun u tomorrow.

T: K. It's been a Belarius evening.

J: It's gonna be cold, out. Wear the Kashmir sweater I got you last berfday.

T: It is chilly. Hey, I just brewed up a fresh pot. Timor? Uh ... more tea?

J: Nah, I'm good.

T: Hey, how's your dad doing?

J: Papua's good. Better, since the doc fixed his belly button. Was an "outie," but after the operation it was Inini.

T: Ouch. Glad he's feeling well. My Andorra, though, has been feeling worse, since the diagnosis. I hope she pulls through, okay.

J: Hey, at the restaurant, will there be any music?

T: Oh man, a great band plays there every week. A fantastic group. Eritrea: Morocco, Seychelles and a Congo. Very cool.

J: (Getting up slowly from the chair) Ach. It's time for me to get rolling.

T: What's wrong? Pain in the leg?

J: It's my Antilles, been killin' me since last year.

T: Ghana get better, if you treat it right.

J: Yeah. I hope so. Gambia hard slog, though.

T: Anyway, Abyssinia, bro'. Tuesday, right?

J: Yup. See you.