60 Sizzling Bacon Puns That Are Makin’ Everyone Groan
Bacon is the only food that’s essentially a personality trait at this point.
Pizza is the only food that’s also a personality trait. I’ve never met someone who says “I like pizza”, it’s always “I LOVE pizza,” said with the intensity of a wedding vow. Anyway, I’ve been sitting on these puns for way too long and some of them have gotten cold. Like leftover pizza, they’re still good though.
You’ve stolen a pizza my heart.
Yeah, you’ve seen this one. Everyone’s seen this one. It’s the margherita of pizza puns, basic, reliable, and honestly? Still hits every time. This is the one you text someone at 11pm when you’re three slices deep and feeling sentimental.
I crust you with my life.
Why did the pizza maker go broke? Because he just couldn’t make enough dough.
I know. I KNOW. But you smiled a little. Don’t lie to me.
Dough-n’t worry, be happy.
My friend asked me if I wanted to hear a pizza joke. I said “give me a slice of that.” She said the joke was about a pizza who went to therapy. Apparently it had too many toppings and couldn’t deal with the emotional layers. The therapist told it to stop being so deep dish about everything.
I’m genuinely proud of that one. Wrote it in a Domino’s parking lot at 1am. Inspiration strikes where it strikes.
Olive you so much.
(Works as a Valentine’s text. Works as something you whisper to a pizza box. No judgment either way.)
That last one’s a stretch and I won’t apologize for it.
What do you call a sleeping pizza? A pizza-zzzzz.
Okay that one I WILL apologize for. Sorry.
Knead to know basis.
Send this to your coworker who asks too many questions about your lunch plans. Just this. No context. Watch them spiral.
Slice, slice, baby.
I told my partner I loved them more than pizza. They said “don’t make promises you can’t keep.” They were right. I was lying. We’re working through it.
What a pie-fect evening.
There’s mushroom for improvement on that last pun, honestly.
Why did the Neapolitan pizza refuse to change? It had a protected designation of origin story.
If you know about DOP certification and the Associazione Verace Pizza Napoletana, this one’s for you. If you don’t, look it up, it’s genuinely fascinating. There are literal pizza inspectors. That’s someone’s JOB. I think about this weekly.
You wanna pizza me?
We’re having a dough-lightful time and I refuse to be embarrassed about saying that out loud at a dinner party, which I did, last March, and my friend Kevin still hasn’t let it go.
What’s a pizza’s favorite movie? Slice of the Living Dead.
I’m so in crust with you.
You’re the pepperoni to my pizza.
Every love story kneads a happy ending.
(Use any of these in a wedding toast if you want to be simultaneously beloved and banned from future events.)
This pizza is sauc-ome.
Ngl, this one feels like it was generated by a pun algorithm from 2014. Including it anyway because quantity has a quality all its own.
“How was your day?”
“Pretty crumby.”
“Like bad crumby or pizza crumby?”
“Is there a difference?”
Rise to the occasion.
Deadpan. No explanation needed. You either get the dough proofing reference or you don’t. I believe in you.
What do you call a pizza that’s good at boxing? Calzone Fury.
Calzone. Cal-zone. Tyson Fury. Calzone Fury. It works because a calzone is basically a pizza that learned to fold. I will die on this hill. This is peak craft right here.
Let’s bake the world a better place.
Quick sidebar, does anyone else get irrationally protective of their pizza order? Like someone says “let’s just get a couple larges for the table” and suddenly I’m a constitutional lawyer arguing for individual sovereignty. Anyway.
You’re irre-pizza-ble.
What did the pizza say to the photographer? Cheese!
This is objectively terrible. Bottom of the barrel. I’m including it because my seven-year-old nephew told it to me and he was SO proud, and that energy deserves to be immortalized on the internet.
My sourdough starter and I have a great relationship. It’s all about that long fermentation commitment.
If you’ve ever kept a sourdough starter alive for months just to make pizza dough with better flavor development and a more open crumb structure, this pun isn’t even a pun, it’s just your life. The “long fermentation commitment” thing is basically a marriage joke for people who own a baking stone.
I don’t want to sound saucy, but you’re looking hot tonight.
Grate expectations for this meal.
What do you call a fake pizza? A pepperphony.
I have a pizza-tively great feeling about this.
You know what? Pineapple on pizza isn’t the real debate. The real debate is whether you fold your slice or eat it flat. Folders are correct. Flat-eaters are chaos agents. This is not a pun, this is a public service announcement.
Why did the Sicilian pizza break up with the New York slice? It said “you’re too thin and I need someone with more depth.”
This one works on like three levels if you know your pizza geography. Sicilian is thick and rectangular. New York style is thin and foldable. Deep dish is from Chicago and wasn’t even invited to this conversation. I love pizza taxonomy.
That pizza was a real piece-a work.
Onion my mind. Always.
“What toppings do you want?”
“I want it all.”
“That’s gonna cost, “
“I said what I said.”
Not technically a pun. More of a lifestyle confession. Moving on.
Don’t be a-frayed to try new toppings.
…did they mean “afraid”? Is “frayed” the joke? Like frayed cheese? Mozzarella does fray. Okay, I’ve talked myself into it. It’s fine.
You’re a slice of heaven.
My pizza oven hits 900 degrees. Guess you could say I’m running a Leopard-spotted operation.
This is for the wood-fired pizza obsessives who know that “leoparding” refers to the charred spots on a properly baked Neapolitan crust. If you understood this immediately, we should be friends. If you didn’t, just know that pizza people are a whole subculture and they are INTENSE.
Let’s get this bread.
(Pizza is bread. Bread is money. Money buys pizza. The circle of life.)
What do you call an honest pizza? One that doesn’t tell white lies, just white pies.
That’s amore! 🍕
I went to a pizza-making class last year. The instructor said the secret was all in the stretch. I thought he was talking about the dough. He was talking about his hamstrings. Apparently he also teaches yoga. The class was called “Namaste and Margherita.” I’m not making this up. Okay I’m making this up. But it should exist.
Every pizza is a personal pizza if you believe in yourself.
This isn’t a pun either but I will never stop saying it.
What do you call a pizza with just garlic and oil? Aglio e oh-no-you-didn’t.
Tbh this barely works but if you’ve ever had a proper aglio e olio pizza bianca, you know it deserves its own pun, however bad.
I’m on a roll. A pizza roll.
What did the pizza dough say during an existential crisis? “I’m being stretched too thin.”
Fifty puns in and I’m still not tired. That’s the power of pizza. No other food could sustain this. You think I could write 50 puns about salad? Celery-brate good times? Lettuce be honest? Actually those are pretty good. NO. Stay focused. Pizza.
My pizza arrived cold. I gave it the cold shoulder right back. We’re in a standoff now.
You can’t top that.
Why did the pizza go to the dentist? It needed a filling. A STUFFED CRUST filling.
I made it worse by explaining it and I don’t care.
“How many slices do you want?”
“Cut it into six. I couldn’t eat eight.”
That’s actually a Yogi Berra joke and it’s perfect and I’m not above borrowing from the greats.
What’s a pizza maker’s favorite song? “Slice Slice Baby” by Vanilla Slice.
I love this one more than some members of my family. The double rename. Vanilla SLICE. Come on. That’s craftsmanship. I peaked here. Everything after this is downhill.
My cornicione game is unmatched.
If you know what a cornicione is (the raised edge/rim of a Neapolitan pizza), then you know this is both a pun on “corner” and also just… bragging. Most people call it “the crust handle.” Those people are valid but wrong.
I tried to make a pizza joke but it was too saucy for this blog.
In pizza we crust.
What did the pepperoni say to the mushroom? “There’s not mushroom on this slice for both of us.”
Yeah I used mushroom twice. Kinda inevitable when you’re writing sixty of these things. Sue me. (Please don’t actually sue me.)
Life is short. Eat the pizza. Make the pun. Text “you wanna pizza me?” to someone you love at 2am. No regrets. Only cheese.
I’m gonna go order a large pepperoni now. This whole post made me hungry, which, in hindsight, was extremely predictable. Anyway: you’re all a bunch of weirdoughs and I appreciate you. 🍕
Bacon is the only food that’s essentially a personality trait at this point.
Popcorn is the only food that literally announces when it’s done cooking. Think about that. No other snack has that kind of audacity.
Burritos are the only food that gets better the more structurally unsound it becomes.
Pasta is the only food group I’m willing to build a personality around.
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