59 Egg Puns That Are Eggs-traordinarily Funny
Eggs are the funniest food and I will not be taking questions on this.
Sandwiches are the only food group I’d fight for. Not metaphorically, I mean I’d physically defend a good Cuban sandwich from someone trying to take it. I’ve been thinking about sandwich puns for an embarrassing number of hours this week, and honestly some of these are incredible and some of them should be buried in a shallow grave. But here we are.
Lettuce begin.
(I know. I KNOW. But you can’t do a sandwich pun list without it. It’s legally required.)
Hey, wanna meat up for lunch? I know a place that’s deli-cious.
That’s two puns in one text message. You’re welcome. Send it to someone you love. Or someone you’re trying to impress. It won’t impress them, but it’ll tell them exactly who you are as a person.
Don’t go bacon my heart.
I told my therapist I was struggling with layers of complex emotions. She said, “Sounds like you’re a club sandwich, you need someone to hold you together with a toothpick.” And honestly? That’s the most seen I’ve ever felt.
What do you call a sandwich that’s always complaining? A whin-er schnitzel.
You’re the best thing since sliced bread. And sliced bread has been around since 1928, so that’s almost a hundred years of competition you just beat.
Why did the sandwich go to the gym? To get shredded lettuce.
Yeah, that one’s bad. Moving on.
The Earl of Sandwich didn’t invent the sandwich, he just gave it a title.
This works on two levels and I’m not explaining either of them because if you know, you know. (Okay fine: John Montagu, 4th Earl of Sandwich, was a titled nobleman. The food was named after him but bread-with-stuff-on-it existed long before. The word “title” means both a noble rank and a name. There. I ruined it by explaining.)
I’m pressed for time, but never too busy for a panini.
What a sub-lime meal.
Caught between a bock and a hard place. 🍞
(Okay that one only works if it’s a bocadillo. Niche? Yes. Do I care? Not even a little.)
My sandwich told me a secret. I told it I wouldn’t spread it around.
Don’t be so crusty.
I just spent four minutes trying to make a pun about focaccia and I’ve got nothing. Focaccia is pun-resistant. It’s the titanium of bread words. If you can make one work, email me, I’ll Venmo you five dollars.
Why did the BLT break up with the Reuben? It said things were getting too sauerkraut-d.
That is genuinely terrible and I refuse to apologize.
I’m feeling extra cheesy today. Like, really melting under the pressure. But it’s fine, I always manage to pull myself together.
(The “pull” is a grilled cheese stretch reference. The cheese pull. You get it. Please tell me you get it.)
That sandwich was so good, it was hero-ic.
I’m rye-ght there with you.
“I’ll have what she’s having” is about a sandwich and I will die on this hill. The scene takes place in Katz’s Delicatessen. It’s a sandwich movie. When Harry Met Salami.
This is the one. This is my favorite on the whole list. I peaked at number 20 and everything after this is downhill. I don’t even care.
What do you call a sandwich that does magic? A sub-stitute teacher, wait, no. A wrap artist? Ugh. A club magician.
I couldn’t pick one so you get all three bad versions.
This situation is really stacked against me.
Why did the sandwich apply for a job? It wanted to bring home the bread.
You’re my butter half. 🧈
I asked the deli guy for his opinion. He said, “I don’t want to get in a pickle.”
My friend asked if Vietnamese sandwiches are any good. I said, “Trust me, they’re banh mi none.” As in beyond. Bahn mi-yond. Look, this pun requires you to mispronounce banh mi slightly and I acknowledge that. But it stays in.
That joke really fell flatbread.
The condiment trifecta. Basic? Yes. Essential? Also yes.
My sandwich walked into a bar. The bartender said, “Sorry, we don’t serve food here.”
(This isn’t even a pun tbh, it’s just a good joke and I wanted to include it.)
We’re halfway through and I haven’t made a single Subway pun. That feels like a personal victory. Okay wait, Subway: where every meal is a foot-long shot at happiness. There. Ruined it.
Why was the sandwich such a good detective? It always got to the meat of the matter.
I’ve got a lot on my plate. Well, technically it’s a basket with wax paper, but still.
A croque monsieur walks into a Parisian café and orders a croque madame. The waiter raises an eyebrow. “Meeting the wife?” The croque monsieur blushes. “Egg-xactly.”
The croque madame is distinguished from the croque monsieur by its fried egg on top. This is both a food history lesson and a pun. I’m an educator.
That argument was open-facedeveryone could see right through it.
You’re sourdough cute I can’t stand it.
Caption-ready. Go post it. Tag me.
What did the bread say to the knife? “Stop cutting me off!”
I tried to make a sandwich underwater. It was a sub marine experience.
I’m sorry. I’m genuinely sorry for that one.
Is a hot dog a sandwich? That’s the wurst question in ontology.
Ngl this might be the cleverest thing I’ve ever written and approximately eleven people will appreciate it.
My love for sandwiches is un-bread-lievable.
I asked my sandwich for advice and it said, “Just go with the grain.”
Why don’t sandwiches ever win at poker? They always fold.
Every Monte Cristo sandwich is a count on which I’m guilty of overindulgence.
If you haven’t read Dumas, this doesn’t land. If you have, you’re nodding right now. The Count of Monte Cristo. Count. Like a legal count. And also because he’s a Count. I’ll stop.
Side note: has anyone ever actually ordered a sandwich and thought “you know what this needs? Less stuff”? No. The answer is no. Sandwiches are a maximalist art form and I’m tired of pretending otherwise.
My friend said my sandwich obsession was getting out of hand. I told him to stop being so judgmentalor should I say, ciabatta watch his mouth.
That’s… that’s really reaching. “Ciabatta” sounds nothing like “he’d better.” I’m keeping it in because I spent twenty minutes on it and I need to feel like that time meant something.
What do you call a sleeping sandwich? Bread in bed.
Life is what you bake it.
Current mood: between two slices of heaven. ✨
“Hey, wanna hear a sandwich joke?”
“Sure.”
“Never mind, it’s too crumby.”
Fifty puns in. I should probably wrap this up. But I won’t, because I have no self-control and this is my blog.
Why did the tomato turn red? It saw the salad dressing. (Yes, this is technically a salad joke. But tomatoes go on sandwiches. I’m counting it.)
That idea has a lot of layers to it.
I tried to explain the muffuletta to someone who’d never had one and they said “that’s just an olive sandwich.” I said, “You’ve olive-iously never been to New Orleans.” The olive salad is the SOUL of the muffuletta, people. Central Grocery didn’t perfect this thing in 1906 for you to call it “just an olive sandwich.”
I got sidetracked. The pun was the olive-iously part. I just have strong feelings.
I’m not loaf-ing around, I’m on a sandwich mission.
What’s a sandwich’s favorite genre of music? Wrap.
Yep. Saw it coming from a mile away. Still included it.
You baguette me so well.
Why was the sandwich always calm? It knew how to stay cool as a cucumber.
I told my partner I was writing sixty sandwich puns and they said, “That’s a lot.” And I said, “Yeah, it’s a pretty thick list.” They didn’t laugh. They never laugh at the structural puns. “Thick” because sandwiches can be thick and also because the list is substantial? Come on. That’s craft.
Some people think sandwich puns are low-effort humor. Those people need to get off their high hoagie.
What did one slice of bread say to the other at the end of a long day?
“I think we’ve got everything between us figured out.”
Okay I’m done. Gonna go eat an actual sandwich now because writing about them for this long without eating one feels like a form of self-harm. If you made it this far, you’re either my mom or you really, truly love puns. Either way, rye love you too.
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