Right, this one is a stretch, but I used to work with some tribes by the Luvua River in the Congo.
When some of them died in an incident of some sort, the tribal elders asked me to commemorate their dead by making a sculpture out of their teeth.
So, obviously I used their dental remains to build a diorama of the meadows and marshes in the Humber River flood plain.
That was my twa teeth ings.


Oh yes.
( Dr Preference AjcuiVd289, Wed 18 Apr 2012, 21:39, 3 replies)

Did they drink umbongo?
( Ring Of Fire A petty, drooling belming butthurt retard., Wed 18 Apr 2012, 21:58, closed)

It's not just the Humber, there's loads of ings in the lower Aire and Calder vallies.

( The Mock TurtIe ™ --- Thinks you are a cunt, on, Wed 18 Apr 2012, 22:22, closed)

Hmm.
An inspired idea that faded quickly and relied too heavily on ambiguously-laden regional dialectic vernacular.

I'm afraid I can only give this pun a three out of ten.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 19 Apr 2012, 12:28, closed)