Beer Puns: 60 So Hoppy They Hurt
Beer is the one topic where I genuinely can’t stop myself.
My cat knocked my coffee off the desk this morning and I swear she looked proud of herself. That’s the thing about cats, they’re already living in a comedy, they just don’t know it. Or maybe they do. Honestly they probably do.
Anyway, I’ve been collecting cat puns like my tabby collects hair ties she steals from the bathroom, and here’s what I’ve got.
I’m feline good today. That’s it. That’s the pun. You’ve seen it on a hundred mugs and it still works, and I won’t apologize for leading with it.
You’ve got to be kitten me right now.
(This is my most-used phrase. My friends hate me. I don’t care.)
What do you call a cat who loves bowling? An alley cat.
Yeah, those are the starter pack. The training wheels of cat puns. But you need them in the foundation before we get weird with it.
My cat just sits on my laptop like she’s writing her memoir. Working title: “A Tail of Two Kitties.”
What’s a cat’s favorite color? Purr-ple.
I asked my cat if she wanted to go outside. She said she’d think about it, but she’s not making any purr-mises. The delivery here matters, you gotta say it completely straight-faced while your cat is actively ignoring you. That’s where the comedy lives. In the indifference.
Cats who eat lemons make great sour-pusses.
“I told my friend my cat learned a new trick.”
“Oh yeah? What?”
“She knocks things off the table on command.”
“Whose command?”
“Hers.”
Okay that’s not really a pun, that’s just truth. Moving on.
If you need a caption for your cat photo and you’re scrolling through this post for exactly that reason, here you go: “Not kitten around, this is my best angle.” You’re welcome. Screenshot it. I won’t charge you.
What do cats eat for breakfast? Mice Krispies.
Don’t fur-get to feed the cat. (I know. I KNOW. This one’s terrible. But it exists and now you have to live with it too.)
My cat’s been purr-suing her dreams, which apparently involve catching the red dot. She’s no closer than she was in 2019.
What do you call a cat that’s into French philosophy? Jean-Paw Sartre.
This is the one I bring out at dinner parties. Nobody laughs but I feel cultured saying it.
Litter-ally the best cat I’ve ever had.
Why did the cat sit on the computer? To keep an eye on the mouse.
My cat doesn’t meow, she gives me a full cat-alogue of complaints every morning at 5 AM. Every single morning. I haven’t slept past 5:15 since I adopted her and honestly I think she knows exactly what she’s doing because she purrs the second I open the food bag, like she won some kind of negotiation.
What do you call a pile of cats? A meow-ntain.
That one’s bad. Real bad. I’m leaving it in because I believe in transparency.
Stay paw-sitive.
(Another Instagram caption freebie. Go nuts.)
What’s a cat’s favorite magazine? Good Mousekeeping.
My cat acts like she’s descended from Bastet herself, all regal until she falls off the couch trying to catch her own tail. Very de-fur-ential to no one. But real talk, ancient Egyptians would literally shave their eyebrows in mourning when a cat died. So maybe her attitude IS justified.
Why don’t cats play poker? Too many cheetahs.
I tried to give my cat a bath. She was not a-mew-sed.
What do you call a cat who works at a hospital? A first re-spaw-nder.
That’s a stretch and we both know it.
Me to my friend at 2 AM: “hey are you up? my cat is making biscuits on my face and I’m having a paw-nic attack”
Fur real though.
What’s a cat’s favorite dessert? Chocolate mousse.
I just want to say that the overlap between “people who love cat puns” and “people whose camera rolls are 90% cat photos” is basically a circle. I see you. I am you. We’re in this together.
My cat knocked a glass off the counter and looked at me like I was the problem. Classic cat-astrophe.
What did the vet say about the cat with the heart murmur? “It’s got a lot of purr-sistence.” Okay but actually, cats purring at frequencies between 25-150 Hz has been linked to promoting bone healing, which is genuinely wild. Their purr is basically a built-in therapeutic device. Cats are walking med-tech and they use this power exclusively to demand 3 AM snacks.
You’re purr-ty cool, you know that?
A triple threat of puns your uncle would tell at Thanksgiving. I respect them for their service.
I’m not a regular cat owner, I’m a cool cat owner. Ngl that one’s just for me.
My friend got a Russian Blue and I told her it was a bold choice. She said, “What do you mean?” I said, “I just didn’t think you were ready for such a so-fur-sticated cat.” She blocked me for six hours.
What do you call a cat that gets caught by the police? The purr-petrator.
Hiss-terical.
My cat stares at the wall for twenty minutes and I’m convinced she’s either seeing ghosts or working through an existential crisis. Either way, she’s in a very cat-atonic state. I spent way too long trying to figure out how to land that one and I’m still not sure I did. But here we are.
Why was the cat so good at video games? Because she had nine lives.
Me-wow.
(Send that one as a reaction text when someone shows you their new kitten. Trust me.)
What do you call a cat in a submarine? An octo-puss. That’s… look. I wrote it and I can’t unwrite it. We’re past the point of quality control. This is a safe space for bad decisions.
My cat’s favorite subject in school would definitely be hiss-tory.
What did the cat say when she lost all her money? I’m paw-per now.
This whole list is a labor of love. A labor of litter, if you will. (You won’t. That’s fair.)
What’s a cat’s favorite Broadway show? The obvious answer is Cats, but actually it’s Les Mews-érables. I will not be taking questions.
Why did the cat go to medical school? She wanted to be a purr-amedic.
I asked my cat her opinion on my cooking. She turned around and showed me her tail. Very de-tail-ed review.
Did you know that the gene responsible for orange tabby coloring is on the X chromosome, which is why about 80% of orange cats are male? Anyway. My orange boy is a real X-purr-t on sleeping sixteen hours a day. Tortoiseshell cats, meanwhile, need two X chromosomes for that specific coat pattern, making almost all torties female. My tortie is a cat pun herself, she’s literally a genetic mew-tation showcase.
What did the kitten say on its first day of school? “I’m feline a little nervous.”
Whisker me away.
We’re at fifty and tbh I thought I’d run out of steam by thirty. Cats are just that pun-able. They’ve got tails, claws, whiskers, nine lives, a superiority complex, and roughly four hundred behavioral quirks that lend themselves to wordplay. Dogs could never. (Dogs are great but their pun ceiling is lower. I said what I said.)
What’s a cat’s favorite TV show? Claw & Order.
“Hey, can your cat do any tricks?”
“Yeah, she can make an entire roast chicken disappear.”
“That’s not a trick, that’s theft.”
“Tomato, to-meow-to.”
I’ve been telling my cat she’s the most beautiful creature in the world every single day for four years and she still acts like we’ve never met. That’s the most purrr-plexing part of cat ownership, you’re giving a TED talk on unconditional love to an audience that would rather watch a bug on the ceiling. But you keep going. Because you’re whipped. Because she’s purr-fection. Because you have no self-respect left and you’re somehow happier for it.
What do cats call a big pile of laundry? An op-purr-tunity.
My cat has main character energy. She’s very self-paw-ssessed.
Why did the cat join the Red Cross? She wanted to be a fur-st responder. Wait, did I already do a first responder one? I might have. Listen, when you’re sixty puns deep, things get blurry. I’m keeping both.
What do you call a cat who’s great at woodworking? A car-purr-nter.
I had to really force that one. Like fitting a cat into a carrier. Nobody’s happy about it but it happened.
My cat’s love language is knocking my stuff onto the floor. Very destruc-tail behavior. But I fur-give her every time.
What would you call a cat who wrote stream-of-consciousness novels? Virginia Woof, wait, no, that’s dogs. Let me start over. Purrcel Proust. In Search of Lost Mice. Okay, kinda reaching, but Proust’s madeleine moment hits different when you imagine it’s a cat treat and the involuntary memory is of the one time you gave her tuna straight from the can.
Check meow-t.
What’s a cat’s favorite type of math? Purr-mutations.
I’m claws-trophobic. (My cat is on my lap and my legs are asleep and I can’t move. Send help. Actually don’t. She’s purring. I live here now.)
That’s where I’m landing. My cat just walked across my keyboard and added “ggggggggggg” to the end of this draft so I’m taking that as her final editorial note. Paws and reflect on that.
Beer is the one topic where I genuinely can’t stop myself.
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