63 Grape Puns That Are Vine and Dandy
Grapes are inherently funny to me and I can’t fully explain why.
Unicorn puns are the only puns where you can be simultaneously whimsical and deeply, embarrassingly corny, and nobody can judge you because, hello, it’s a magical horse with a horn. I’ve been collecting these like some kind of deranged fairy tale hoarder, and honestly? Some of them are great. Some of them should be arrested. Here they all are anyway.
You’re uni-que, and I mean that from the bottom of my horn.
I believe in you-nicorns. That’s it. That’s the text. Send it to your friend who’s having a bad day and watch them either smile or block you.
What do you call a unicorn with no horn? A horse. (I’m sorry. We had to get that one out of the way early.)
So my daughter asked me what you call a group of unicorns. I told her it’s called a “blessing.” She said, “Really?” I said, “Yeah, and if they’re all telling jokes, it’s a blessing in disguise.” She walked away. But I think she was impressed. A blessing IS the actual collective noun for unicorns, by the way, look it up. That part’s free.
Don’t be a neigh-sayer.
Why did the unicorn cross the road? To get to the other ride.
Don’t let anyone dull your sparkle β¨π¦
(Yes it’s basic. Yes I’d still post it. No I don’t care.)
I told my friend I was writing sixty unicorn puns and she said, “That’s a lot.” I said, “Yeah, I’m really trying to get to the point.” She didn’t laugh. The unicorn would’ve gotten it though, because, you know. Horn.
You’re horn-tastic!
I know. I KNOW. But the “unicorn + word” formula is like a slot machine, you just keep pulling the lever and sometimes something comes out.
What’s a unicorn’s favorite type of story? A fairy tail.
We’re in a stable relationship.
Caption that under a photo with your partner at a farm or a Renaissance faire and honestly you’ve peaked. Go home.
I’m just horsing around. But like, fancier. With glitter.
Why don’t unicorns ever make it through airport security? They always set off the metal detectors with their alicorn.
(An alicorn is the technical term for the horn itself. Derived from Italian “alicorno.” I didn’t go to mythology school for nothing. I didn’t go to mythology school at all, actually, I just read a lot of Wikipedia at 2am.)
You’ve got a lot of horse-power.
What do you call a unicorn that’s really good at basketball? Magic Stallion.
Terrible. Moving on.
I’m just trying to get my mane together.
Why did the unicorn go to the doctor? It was feeling a little hoarse.
Quick tangent, has anyone else noticed that every single unicorn in children’s media is either aggressively pink or aggressively white? Where are the brown unicorns? The slightly disheveled unicorns? The unicorns that look like they just woke up? Anyway.
A unicorn walks into a bar. The bartender says, “We don’t serve your kind here.” The unicorn says, “My kind? I’m one of a kind.” Then it just… sparkled menacingly and the bartender gave it whatever it wanted. That’s how I imagine every unicorn interaction goes, tbh.
I’m feeling horn-ored to meet you.
What do unicorns call their dad? Pop-corn.
(That’s the corn crossover nobody asked for. You’re welcome.)
Let’s gallop into the sunset. Or at least into this weekend.
“Hey, what’s that unicorn doing at the salad bar?”
“Getting to the point.”
Why were unicorns in medieval tapestries always sitting with maidens? Because they couldn’t resist a good lap of luxury.
Okay but real talk, the whole “unicorns can only be tamed by virgins” thing from medieval bestiaries is genuinely wild lore. The Unicorn Tapestries at the Cloisters in New York are stunning and deeply weird. Go see them if you can. This has nothing to do with puns. I just think about those tapestries a lot.
You’re a mythical creature of habit.
What did the unicorn say to the vegetable garden? “I’m kind of a big dill, but you’re all ears.”
That barely counts. I know. It’s staying.
Born to sparkle, forced to work π¦πΌ
I tried to take a photo of a unicorn but it came out blurry. Guess it was too elusive for my camera’s foal-cus.
I’m just trying to rein it in.
Why don’t unicorns ever win at poker? Because they always show their hand, and their horn gives away when they’re bluffing. They’re not great at keeping a straight mane.
Two puns in one joke. I’m not sorry. He was wrong to leave the room.
You’re a real show-pony and I mean that as the highest compliment.
What do you call a unicorn with wings? An alicorn. What do you call a unicorn with wings and an attitude? Pegasus with a promotion.
Just trying to get my hoof in the door.
Why is Scotland’s national animal a unicorn? Because even their coat of arms is extra.
This is true, by the way. Scotland’s national animal is literally the unicorn. It’s been on the royal coat of arms since the 12th century. The Scots understood the assignment centuries before the rest of us started putting unicorn emojis on everything.
That’s a pretty sharp point you’ve got there.
Works for arguments. Works for unicorns. Dual purpose pun.
Why did the unicorn start a podcast? It had a unique horn-rative to share.
God that’s bad. That’s really bad. I’m including it because I spent four minutes on it and I want those minutes to mean something.
you’re one in a unicorn-illion π¦
I’m over the rainbow for you.
What’s a unicorn’s favorite kind of math? Uni-tary operations.
(This is a real math term. If you got it without Googling, we should be friends. If you didn’t, that’s okay, this one was never for you.)
A unicorn, a dragon, and a phoenix walk into a bar. The bartender says, “What is this, some kind of mythical joke?” The unicorn says, “No, it’s a stable gathering.” The dragon and phoenix just looked at each other. They’d heard that one before.
You’re a mane attraction and I won’t apologize for saying it.
Ngl, I’ve been working on this list for way too long and I’m starting to see horns everywhere. My coat rack. My cat’s ears when she’s angry. That weird parking bollard outside Trader Joe’s. This is what pun-writing does to a person.
Why did the unicorn break up with the pegasus? The relationship was getting un-stable.
You’re pure magic. No setup. No twist. Just that.
What do you call a unicorn who’s really into fitness? A gym-nicorn.
I can HEAR you groaning. Good. Feed me your groans. They sustain me.
“Mom, can I have a unicorn?”
“We have a unicorn at home.”
The unicorn at home: a goat with a toilet paper roll taped to its head.
Not technically a pun but it lives here now.
What’s the difference between a unicorn and a good pun? One is a rare, majestic, possibly fictional thing people spend their whole lives chasing, and the other has a horn.
Three horse-adjacent puns in a trench coat pretending to be unicorn puns. And you know what? That trench coat has glitter on it, so they count.
I’m going with the foal on this one.
Be a unicorn in a field of horses π¦β¨
What did the narwhal say to the unicorn? “You think YOU’RE special? I’m basically you but I can swim.”
Narwhals are sometimes called the unicorns of the sea and that’s maybe the best fact I know. Their tusks are actually elongated canine teeth that spiral counterclockwise. I could talk about narwhals for hours. I won’t. But I could.
Why don’t unicorns ever get invited to parties? They always make it all about them-selves. They can’t help it. They’re literally magical.
This is a tail as old as time.
What do you call a unicorn that doesn’t believe it’s a unicorn? In de-neigh-al.
That one hits DIFFERENT. Two layers. Horse sound AND psychological concept. I will be accepting my award via mail.
You’re a legend in your own pasture.
Why was the unicorn such a good musician? It could really hit the high notes on the horn section.
I’m just trying to make my mark. Like a unicorn’s horn on a very expensive piece of furniture that definitely wasn’t mine.
I told myself I’d stop at sixty but here’s the thing about unicorn puns, they’re like unicorns themselves. You can’t just have one. You always think there’s one more out there in the enchanted forest, waiting. And there is. It’s this one:
What did the unicorn write on its dating profile? “Looking for a stable partner who appreciates a good point.”
Okay I’m done. My horn hurts. (I don’t have a horn. That’s how deep into this I’ve gone. Send help. Or glitter. Preferably glitter.)
Grapes are inherently funny to me and I can’t fully explain why.
Strawberries are the one fruit that decided to wear their seeds on the outside like some kind of exhibitionist, and honestly I respect it.
Fruit puns are the one category of wordplay where I genuinely can’t tell if I’m getting better or worse at them.
Popcorn is the only food that literally announces when it’s done cooking. Think about that. No other snack has that kind of audacity.
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