Bring on the pain.
Full warning in advance, there is no content, nothing sensible, just an entire nonsense story told with tramp puns. As for why it's here... read on. Or just skip to the bottom.

I once saw a homeless man posting a letter. It was a tramp stamp.

The letter was about sex with homeless guys - clearly a hobosexual.

The sex involved power politics - begging for change.

The politics were about prostitution and syrup - ho molass.

The prostitution involved some slippery drinks - oiled rum

The drinks were tainted with sheep wool and other stuff from Yorkshire - down an owt.

After drinking it you felt like a man. Even bigfoot. That's a bigger shoe.

But anyways, the stamp on the letter was an unusual design - that of a nobleman wearing an icecube on his head tilted to the side. Cold hat knight round 'ere.

The letter was sorted and taken abroad, on a glamorous but ageing ship. Showboat ails.

When it got there, it was delivered to a fruit merchant who was once high up in local government and literacy campaigns. He also sold metalwork. Ess Pear Chains Guvnor?

Not really the nicest location for this letter to end up, a terrible nonsense story indeed. Which fits in with the nonsense on b3ta really, the dark avenues of injokes. Honda streets.

And why did I do this? Challenge really. So many puns on the QotW, so I wanted to see just how many I could churn out in a 10 minute time limit. I'm sure that there'll be many 'better' ones forthcoming.
(calamarain just invented dehydrated water, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 16:56, 2 replies)

Hat tip
Not bad for ten minutes
( chart cat has an itch, Fri 3 Jul 2009, 2:21, closed)

Wish I could give it more clicks
This entertained me.
(RVD420 has his world coming down on, Thu 9 Jul 2009, 12:14, closed)