Found this online, story made with puns .
I take my puns like harry potters godfather, SERIUS. Huge Jackman won the golden globe, I guess heís a little less miserable. I havenít seen les miserable, but I went to this movie called constipation, only to arrive at the theatre and be told that it hadnít come out yet.
On top of it all I lost my mood ring on the way there, so I wasnít really sure how I felt about this. On the long walk home I bumped into a tree that looked dry and thirsty, so I poured it some of my root beer. I see a construction worker standing next to me digging a ditch, so I ask him how did he get into ditch-digging, he said he just kind of ďfell into itĒ.
I began walking home and it got me thinking what did I wanna do when Iím older? Funnily enough, inspecting mirrors is a job I could really SEE myself doing. When I got home I was still craving a movie and turned on the TV ďthere is a new type of broom sweeping the nationĒ. After watching the news I remembered I have a doctors appointment at tooth thirty (2:30),
Iíve been to the dentist many times, so I know the DRILL. I needed to print off my receipt so I click print on my computer and walk over to my printer, my printer started to play music; I sighed to myself and said uh, the printer paper must be jamming again. I guess thatís gods way of PUNishing me.