Kernel panic.

I'm going to pirate some of that corn and then sell it on the black market. Buck an ear.

Also, I heard that some drivers hit the corn and it ended up going everywhere and being a huge mess - cob salad.

Well, shucks, I can't think of any good puns. Just some corny ones.

TravelingFreakshow: Screw the puns, where the hell is the butter truck and the flamethrower?

A hit, sir! A palpable hit!

+2

Thank goodness for the traffic cobs.

Perducci: You know what the weirdest thing is? That truck hasn't carried any corn for weeks.

/poop joke

*snert*

I'm surprised it wasn't Interstate 80 Iowa

Corn corn corn corn corn corn corn corn corn
Look a tree!

""He said he was hauling more than 80,000 pounds of corn, which was enough to feed a hundred head of cattle.

That's as many as ten tens.

And that's terrible.

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Wow. Four people and five paragraphs. Sure wished I had stuck it out in J school. But back then, you were supposed to write ten paragraphs for every 4 people or you didn't get yer nickle for the week. A bunch of us sat around one day just trying to get ten paragraphs together but back then you only had "Who What Where Why". "How" was added the following year. After a couple of hours of hard brain knocking, this is all we could come up with:

President John F. Kennedy was shot in Dallas.
Bullets were believed to be used.
He was in a motorcade; not traveling alone.
First lady still looked fabulous in spite of the blood and brain parts on her outfit.

We turned that in to our editor. He gave us a penny for the the ';' and told us to get out of the newspaper business. I sold Volkswagens to college kids for twenty years. Eric "Windy" Steinhalzen drank himself to death that very night, Phillip Charburner went in to politics as The Gay Republican (Gay still meaning Happy back then but it did eventually catch up to him). Shelly Watson got married and never left the kitchen again and Gary "the Livid Jew" Schmidt learned television repair and became a millionaire when he sold his patent for the "Works in the Drawer" to Motorola.

/Hot like fresh, buttered popcorn

Boy, all this corn talk is making me hungry. I want to get me an ear of corn and niblet until it's gone. And I'm not giving any to that bastard Ethan. "Ethan all of it is gone," I'll say.

This thread reminds me of the time Drew was in Nebraska and he, or one of the modmins, made "corn" the secret word of the day. I think I got three separate threads greenlit that day, not because they were remotely funny, but just because they contained the word "corn" in them. The butt-hurt was quite strong that day.