The Literary Definition of Puns (With 8 That Prove the Point)
So What Actually Is a Pun? (The Boring Answer First, Then the Fun Stuff) Here’s the textbook version: a pun is a figure of speech that exploits...
Walking is the one activity where doing absolutely nothing impressive still makes you feel like you’ve accomplished something. Went to the mailbox and back? Cardio. Took the long way around the grocery store? Basically an athlete. I’ve been collecting walking puns for an embarrassing amount of time now, and honestly some of these are so bad I should be arrested for pedestrian humor.
I like to walk the walk, not just talk the talk. Yeah, I know. We’re starting simple. Think of it as a warm-up stretch before the real workout.
You really need to step up your game.
(This one works as a text you send your friend who cancels the morning walk for the third week in a row. Just the sentence. No context. Let them sit with it.)
Who’s gonna foot the bill for all these new walking shoes?
My sole-mate is someone who matches my walking pace exactly. Not faster. Not slower. If you can’t do that, we’re not compatible. I don’t make the rules.
I told my doctor I was having trouble walking and he said it might be a gait-way to bigger problems. I stared at him. He stared at me. Neither of us laughed but we both knew what happened there.
Honestly, “gait-way drug” also works if you’re talking about someone who starts with casual strolls and ends up doing ultramarathons. You know the type. They’re insufferable and I love them.
This walk is toe-tally worth it!
Yeah, that’s a fridge-magnet pun. I’m not apologizing.
That joke about walking was heel-arious.
Walked twelve miles yesterday and now I need an amble-ance. This is one of my favorites because “amble” is such an underused word. People should say “amble” more. Just feels nice in the mouth.
Don’t ramble on, just ramble around the park.
I wrote a hike-u about my last trail walk. It was seventeen syllables of pure exhaustion.
My favorite month is March, mostly because I get to march around making that joke for 31 straight days. My family is tired of me.
Why did the walker bring a notebook? Because she wanted to put her best footnote forward.
She’s a real trail-blazer. And by that I mean she literally sets a very aggressive pace on hiking trails and I can’t keep up.
This wander-ful life. ✨
(Go ahead. Use it. I won’t even charge you.)
I knee-d to go for a walk.
That’s it. That’s the pun. I’m not dressing it up.
Okay quick tangent, has anyone else noticed that “pedestrian” is both a word for someone walking AND an insult meaning boring? The English language really said “walking is mid” and codified it into the dictionary. Anyway.
My baby’s perambulator is really a per-amble-ator because that kid sets the most leisurely pace imaginable. “Perambulate” literally means to walk around, which makes this pun historically accurate AND terrible. The best combination.
What do you call a walking path that disappoints you? Path-etic.
“I told my friend I was going for a power walk.”
“She said, ‘What’s the difference between that and regular walking?'”
“I said, ‘Attitude.'”
Not technically a pun. Don’t care. It stays.
That hiker is truly leg-endary.
I have a feet-ish for comfortable walking shoes. I’m sorry. I really am. But also I’m not deleting it because someone out there is going to send this to their podiatrist and that mental image sustains me.
Why did the walk break up with the run? It felt like things were moving too fast.
Always tread carefully when exploring new paths. Both figuratively and literally, because I twisted my ankle on a tree root last October and I’m still not over it.
I’m strolling in the deep. Just like Adele, except with more sensible footwear and less emotional devastation.
He’s a real go-getter, always on the go, never getting anywhere in particular.
My step-father taught me how to step. Look, this one is objectively not great, but it has a warmth to it that I can’t explain. Like a bad joke your dad would tell. Which is fitting, given the subject matter.
What do you call someone who walks through fog? A mist-stepper.
Okay THAT one is a stretch and a half. I know. I know.
Don’t forget to pace yourself.
(Another perfect standalone text. Send it to someone running late with zero additional context.)
Act one: it started raining. Act two: the trail turned to mud. Act three: I lost a shoe. It was a trudge-dy of epic proportions. This one I’m actually proud of because “trudge” is doing real work here, you can feel the misery.
I stumble upon the best views when I’m walking. Also I stumble upon roots, rocks, and my own feet.
Three phrases, one solution to every problem. Walking is basically therapy with better scenery.
Why did the sidewalk go to therapy? Too many people were walking all over it.
This is my stomping ground. Emphasis on the stomping, because I walk heavy and my downstairs neighbors have filed complaints.
I used to listen to music on my Walkman while I walked. Now I listen on my phone while I walk. Technology changed. The pun didn’t. Honestly if you’re under 25 you might not even know what a Walkman is and that makes me feel ancient.
What do you call a philosopher who walks everywhere? A peri-pathetic thinker.
This one’s for the classics nerds, Aristotle’s school was literally called the Peripatetic school because he taught while walking around. If you knew that already, we should be friends. If you didn’t, now you have a fact for parties that will make people slowly walk away from you.
I’ve been on a real journey-man arc lately. Walking to work, walking to the store, walking to avoid my responsibilities.
The pitter-patter of little feet on the trail. Cute when it’s kids. Terrifying when you’re alone and it’s behind you.
Why do walkers make great detectives? They always follow the right leads, one step at a time.
I took a promenade along the boardwalk and felt like I was in a Jane Austen novel. Just needed a bonnet and a complicated feelings situation with a man named Mr. Something-shire.
My trekking pole helps me trek through the mountains. It’s also the only pole I’ve ever been good at. (The other kind requires upper body strength I simply do not have.)
Watch out for those ankle-biters, they’re always underfoot!
If you’ve never heard the word “flâneur,” it’s basically a French term for someone who walks around a city with no purpose, just observing. The French literally invented a fancy word for aimless walking. Meanwhile I do the same thing and my partner calls it “wasting time.” It’s not a pun exactly but it’s a hill I’m willing to walk on.
What did one shoe say to the other? “We’re sole siblings.”
I tried walking backwards once. Didn’t see where that was going.
TOP TIER. I don’t care what anyone says. This is the kind of pun that hits you two seconds after you read it and then you’re annoyed at yourself for smiling.
Had to walk a mile in someone else’s shoes today. Blisters. Would not recommend. Zero stars.
She really put her best foot forward. Unfortunately, her worst foot was right behind it.
What do you call a walking competition in a cemetery? A dead march.
That’s technically a real musical term (a funeral march), so I’m counting it. Don’t @ me.
Every walk starts with a single step. And then like 6,000 more. Nobody talks about those.
I’m on the right track. Literally. The walking track. Lane three.
Why don’t mountains ever go for walks? They peak too early.
My walking cadence is about 120 steps per minute, which is also the tempo of most pop songs. This means I am, technically, always walking to the beat. In racewalking they call this your “turnover rate” and elite walkers hit 200+. Those people are unhinged in the most admirable way. Anyway: I’ve got great turnover, both in my walking and my pun output.
Idk who needs to hear this but: you can’t run from your problems if you never learned to walk first.
“How was your walk?”
“Pedestrian.”
I wanted to tell a joke about jaywalking but I was afraid it wouldn’t cross well.
GET IT? Cross? Like crossing the street? I’ll see myself out. On foot, obviously.
A shuffle, a saunter, and a strut walk into a bar. The bartender says, “What is this, some kind of gait-hering?”
Okay this is probably the worst one on the entire list and I spent way too long on it. Sometimes you swing and miss. Sometimes you swing and the bat flies into the stands and hits someone. This is the second kind.
Life’s a walk on the beach until you step on a shell. Then it’s a hop on the beach. Different vibe entirely.
Just putting one foot in front of the other. Groundbreaking stuff, really.
What did the walking trail say to the runner? “Slow down, you’re passing all the good parts.”
Tbh I was going to stop at 60 but I couldn’t resist one more: if walking is so simple, why does everyone keep losing their way?
Right. I’m done. My feet hurt just from typing all of this. If you made it to the end, you’ve got real sole.
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