61 Christmas Puns That Sleigh Every Time
Christmas puns are my whole personality from November through January, and I’m not even a little sorry about it.
Weddings make people lose their minds in the best possible way. You spend a year picking napkin colors and then cry when someone reads a poem about trees. I’ve been to four weddings in the last eighteen months and I’m basically a professional at crying into a cocktail napkin at this point. Anyway, here are a bunch of short wedding puns, because love is beautiful and wordplay is my coping mechanism.
In short, they’re married!
(Look, we’re starting simple. Not every pun needs to reinvent the wheel. Sometimes the wheel just needs a veil and some flowers.)
They decided to cut their wedding short, right to the cake!
Why did the wedding cake go to therapy? It was tired of people saying it had too many layers to its relationship.
The groom was short of breath, but full of vows. Honestly, this is exactly what it looks like every time, some dude in a rented suit hyperventilating while trying to remember three sentences he wrote on his phone at 2 AM. Love it.
Marriage is a workshop. The husband works, the wife shops.
(I KNOW. I know this is from 1987. I’m including it because my uncle says it at every single reception and at this point it’s anthropological research.)
“I told my friend I was nervous about my wedding speech.”
“She said, ‘Just wing it.'”
“Which is also what the caterer said about the chicken.”
Their love story isn’t short, but their ceremony was.
What do you call a wedding that starts on time? A married-cle.
Yeah, that’s a stretch. I’m not apologizing though because if you’ve ever waited forty-five minutes for a ceremony to start in August heat, you know miracles are the only explanation when things run on schedule.
He carried the rings in a briefcase, making it a brief case of matrimony. This is the kind of pun that sits in your brain for a second before it clicks and I genuinely think it’s clever. I don’t care if nobody else laughs. I’m framing this one.
A wedding without cake is just a meeting.
No one got the short end of the stick, everyone got cake!
Got married on short notice, but our love will last long. β¨
Why do brides cry at weddings? Because they never marry the best man.
I asked the DJ to play our song. He said, “I don’t know how to play ‘arguing about whose turn it is to do dishes.'”
Their happiness was un-veil-ed for all to see.
Terrible. Moving on.
The wedding photographer had a great day. Everything was picture-perfect and everyone was in the right frame of mind.
They weren’t short-sighted about their future together, they had 20/20 vision on forever.
Can we talk about how “wedding season” now lasts from March to November? It used to be June. Just June. Now I need a dedicated wedding budget line item for seven months of gifts and travel. My bank account is having its own reception and nobody’s invited.
What do you call a melon that’s not allowed to get married? Cantaloupe.
(This is genuinely one of the best puns ever constructed and I will die on this hill.)
He wore shorts to the wedding, but his love was long-sleeved.
The ring bearer really carried the whole ceremony. No, literally. He was four years old and everyone was terrified he’d drop them into a heating vent.
Marriage: when “I do” becomes “I did… the dishes, the laundry, the grocery run.”
Their love created a short circuit, right to the altar!
They call their marriage “M&M” for short: Marvelous and Married.
Why did the bride go to the gym before the wedding? She wanted to work on her aisle flexibility.
That barely works and I know it. Sometimes a pun is just vibes.
The officiant’s homily was so good, it was practically a homiLECTionary moment.
(If you know what a lectionary is, you got this. If you don’t, just trust me, there are people at every church wedding who nodded at this.)
I told my husband our wedding was the happiest day of my life. He said, “Which one? The ceremony or when the open bar started?”
The florist and the baker got married. The ceremony was beautiful. The tiers were real.
They were short on words, but long on “I do”s.
Love is blind. Marriage is the eye-opener.
Found my lobster. Also found the shrimp cocktail. Priorities. π¦π
What’s the difference between a wedding and a funeral? At a funeral, only one person doesn’t have to make small talk with relatives.
The couple met at a bakery. Their love was the yeast of their worries, and the wedding was the best thing since sliced bread. Okay, it’s two puns in a trench coat pretending to be one. But honestly? It works. Their love really did rise to the occasion. (Three puns. I put three puns in there. I’m unstoppable.)
It wasn’t a brief encounter, it was a brief wedding!
The best man’s speech was so long, it got its own RSVP card.
Wedding planning is just project management with more crying and a bigger spreadsheet. You don’t need a wedding planner, you need a wedding project manager with a PMP certification and emotional intelligence.
Oh wait, this isn’t a pun. Whatever. It’s true.
Our wedding was short and sweet, kinda like the groom.
Why do married people live longer? They don’t. It just feels longer.
(Another ancient one. Still lands every time at a rehearsal dinner. Tested and approved.)
The couple’s first dance was so good, they really swept each other off their feet, and the dance floor.
Their invitation suite had a vellum overlay, which made the whole thing transparently romantic.
If you’ve never spent $14 per invitation on translucent paper, this won’t hit. But for the wedding stationery girlies? Chef’s kiss.
Hope they don’t run short on love.
You’re getting married?! This calls for a toast. And by toast I mean like seven toasts and a champagne headache. π₯
“What did the wedding venue say to the couple?”
“I’ve been floored by your love.”
The caterer at the wedding was outstanding in his field. Literally. The venue was a farm.
Ngl, I spent twenty minutes trying to make a pun about wedding registries and the best I got was “they registered their love at Crate & Barrel and their complaints at the returns desk.” It’s not good. But I wrote it and now you have to read it too. That’s the social contract of a blog.
Their wedding vows were so moving, even the cake was in tiers.
Marriage is like a deck of cards. In the beginning all you need is two hearts and a diamond. By the end, you’re looking for a club and a spade.
The couple wrote their own ketubah, and honestly, the calligraphy was so gorgeous it was basically an illuminated manu-script for their love story.
(A ketubah is a Jewish marriage contract, often beautifully decorated. If you knew that already, we’re friends now.)
Their love was un-RING-led by doubt.
Okay that one was genuinely bad. I apologize to the English language.
My friend got married at a library. It was a very by-the-book ceremony, but the reception was overdue for a good time, and there were absolutely no fines for late departures. Something about a wedding in a library just hits different, everyone’s already quiet during the ceremony without being asked. Built-in crowd control.
The wedding singer was so bad, the band decided to elope.
Just married. Do not disturb. (Unless you have leftovers from the reception.) π
Why did the couple get married in a shoe store? Because they wanted to be sole mates.
Their wedding was short-lived, but their marriage won’t be.
The DJ said he’d play anything at the reception. So I requested he play somewhere else.
Tbh I stole this joke structure from a Tommy Cooper bit but it works perfectly at weddings because every DJ thinks they’re the main character.
What did one wedding ring say to the other? “You’re the one I’ve been band-ing with.”
“I told my partner our wedding was going to be legendary.”
“They said, ‘Let’s just aim for legal.'”
They got married on short order, but their love is custom-made.
I went to a seafood wedding once. The couple said it was for the halibut. The ceremony was pretty gill-ty of being too long. The best man’s speech floundered.
I’ll stop. I won’t stop. The reception was off the hook.
Anyway, I’ve got another wedding next month. If anyone needs me, I’ll be the one ugly-crying during the father-daughter dance and then making puns at the dessert table. Marriage: it’s basically a sleepover with your favorite person that never ends. And there’s cake at the beginning.
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