The Best Bagel Puns (60 and Counting)
Bagels are the only food with a built-in existential crisis. They’re literally defined by what’s missing.
I’ve been obsessed with gnome puns for longer than I’d like to admit. It started when my neighbor put one of those ceramic guys next to her mailbox and I couldn’t stop making jokes about it. She stopped waving at me for a while. Worth it.
Anyway, gnomes are basically the perfect pun vessel, the word sounds like “know,” “no,” and “home,” it rhymes with half the English language, and it’s hiding inside words like “genome” and “astronomy.” Let’s get into it.
You gnome me, you love me.
(This is the gnome pun equivalent of “Hello, World.” Everyone starts here. I’m not above it.)
What do you call a gnome who’s traveled every continent? A gnomad.
I’m genuinely proud of this one. It works on paper, it works out loud, it works as a Halloween costume concept. Triple threat.
There’s gnome place like home, especially when home has a little guy with a fishing rod standing in the petunias.
These are the kind of thing you text someone with zero context at 11pm.
Why did the gnome break up with his girlfriend? She said he was too short-sighted. He said that was a tall accusation coming from someone who’s three inches shorter than him.
I told my friend I was feeling gnome-stalgic and she thought I was having a stroke. But honestly? There’s a real ache to missing your garden in winter. The little ceramic faces staring up through frost. The empty flower beds. I’m getting emotional about lawn ornaments again.
Gnome offense, but your hat is pointier than mine.
What’s a gnome’s favorite part of a cell? The chromosome.
This one requires you to actually hear the word “chromosome” correctly for once in your life. Chromo-GNOME. There it is. It was hiding in your biology textbook this whole time.
Make yourself at gnome. π
He’s a well-gnome figure in the gardening community. Everyone’s heard of him. Nobody’s actually met him. He’s four inches tall and made of resin.
Gnome matter what happens, I’m keeping every single garden statue I own. Even the chipped one. ESPECIALLY the chipped one.
What’s a gnome’s favorite subject in school? Gnomatics.
(I know. I KNOW. But it stays.)
He’s gnome-ticeably good at growing tomatoes. Like, suspiciously good. I think there might be magic involved.
Deciding to put a gnome in your garden is a gnome-brainer.
Did you know “phenomenon” has a gnome in it? It’s a pheno-GNOME-non. Which means every gnome is, by definition, phenomenal. I will not be taking questions.
“I’m feeling a little under the weather,” he said.
“Homesick?” I asked.
“Gnome-sick,” he corrected, pulling his pointed hat lower over his eyes.
Gnome kidding, that’s the biggest mushroom I’ve ever seen.
Quick sidebar, does anyone else find it weird that gnomes are always associated with mushrooms? Like who decided that? Was there a meeting? I picture a room full of medieval illustrators just going “yeah, mushrooms feel right” and everyone nodding.
What’s a gnome’s favorite drink? Root beer. Obviously. (With a lot of foam, because foam rhymes with gnome and I’m not leaving any wordplay on the table.)
He’s always digging in the rich loam of the garden.
…get it? Loam? Gnome? They rhyme? Look, I said some of these would be bad. This is one of those.
I gnome a guy who can fix that garden path. He’s about yea tall. *holds hand at shin height*
Gnome more Mr. Nice Gnome, I’m taking back my watering can!
What’s a gnome’s favorite type of story? A gnome-ance novel.
Picture it: two gnomes, standing across a garden bed from each other, the sunset hitting their little ceramic cheeks. He’s holding a tiny wheelbarrow. She’s got a daisy. Absolute cinema. I’d read it. I’d read the whole series tbh.
Don’t get your beard in a twist.
He’s a real gnome-body until you see his garden. Then suddenly everyone wants to be his friend.
Gnome way! You actually grew a giant pumpkin?!
What’s a gnome’s favorite type of music?
Gnome-steady. (It’s a reggae subgenre thing, rocksteady. Look it up. I’ll wait.)
He’s got a real garden-variety personality. Which sounds like an insult but for a gnome it’s the highest compliment.
I told my partner we needed a gnome for the front yard and they said “absolutely not.” I said “gnome means gnome.” They did not laugh. The gnome now lives by the back fence in secret.
He values his gnome-autonomy.
This works better if you know the word “autonomy” contains the sounds… okay honestly this one’s a reach and a half. The gnome is in there if you squint. Auto-GNOME-y. Moving on.
Gnome one can stop us from having the best garden party ever!
What do you call a gnome who tells jokes?
A pun-gnome.
(That’s what I am. I’m the pun-gnome. This is my domain.)
He’s always rooting for the underdog. Which, in gnome terms, means the shortest guy in the garden.
I need to comb my beard before the garden party.
Comb. Gnome. They rhyme. That’s it. That’s the whole pun. I’m sorry.
It’s good for the gnome-economy to buy local plants. Support small businesses. And by small I mean very, very small.
That’s a tall order for a gnome.
What’s a gnome’s favorite academic discipline? Gnome-agronomy.
Agronomy is the science of soil management and crop production. If you already knew that, congratulations, you’re either a farmer or you paid attention in that one class I slept through. Either way: gnome-agronomy. It’s right there in the word. A-GRO-GNOME-Y. Kinda.
Gnome time to explain, just grab your trowel and follow me!
The “gnome/home” substitution is doing a LOT of heavy lifting in this genre and honestly I’m not mad about it.
He’s a little rough around the beard, but he means well.
Gnome regrets, just good vibes and dirty knees. π»
Why did the gnome get a job at the bakery? He kneaded the dough.
Okay this one barely qualifies as a gnome pun since it’s really just a baking pun wearing a pointy hat. But I’m keeping it because I like the image of a gnome covered in flour.
Don’t gnome-say it until you’ve tried his homemade berry pie.
Using “gainsay” in a pun is absolutely unhinged behavior and I recognize that. But if you gnome, you gnome.
He’s gnome stranger to hard work.
It’s all part of his genome, his love for the earth is literally coded into his DNA.
GE-GNOME. The word “genome” has been harboring a gnome this entire time. The Human Gnome Project. I could do this all day. I genuinely could. Someone stop me.
He’s studying gnome-astronomy, charting the stars from a mushroom cap. Honestly? Goals.
What’s a gnome’s favorite book? A thick tome filled with ancient garden lore.
(Tome. Gnome. Rhyme. You get it.)
I’m feeling quite gnomadic today.
You know what I think about sometimes? The fact that somebody, somewhere, has the world’s largest collection of garden gnomes, and they probably don’t get invited to enough parties. That person should be a national treasure. Anyway,
He’s got a gnome-sense of humor.
This pun doesn’t really work and I can’t figure out if it means “no sense of humor” or “a gnome-specific sense of humor” and honestly that ambiguity is why it’s bad. Including it anyway because I’ve committed to this list and we’re past the point of curation.
Gnome doubt about it, he’s the most dedicated gardener on the block.
“Let’s get this show on the gnome!” he shouted, mounting his garden snail.
He’s got a big dome for a hat.
Dome. Gnome. Please stop looking at me like that.
He’s a gnome-inal gardener. Truly phenomenal. Phe-GNOME-inal, even.
I gnome a secret about where the best berries grow, but I’m taking it to my tiny grave.
Just saw someone’s garden gnome wearing sunglasses. Gnome flex but okay. π
What do you gnome about the secret life of garden creatures? More than I should. Less than I’d like.
Gnome more excuses, get out there and plant something!
He’s always writing gnomes about his adventures.
(…poems. Gnomes. This is the subtlest one on the list and it barely registers as a pun but I think that’s why I like it. It’s gentle. Like a gnome.)
Don’t be a hat-er. My pointy hat is fabulous and I won’t apologize for it.
There’s gnome escape from the beauty of this garden. Also there’s gnome escape because the gate is stuck again.
Gnome business like show business.
I had more but honestly my brain is starting to autocorrect every word into a gnome pun and I think that means it’s time to stop. Going to go sit in my garden and stare at a ceramic man for a while. He gets me.
Gnome and gardens forever. I’m going to roam. π
Bagels are the only food with a built-in existential crisis. They’re literally defined by what’s missing.
My friend sent me a photo of her hedgehog wearing a tiny hat last week and I responded with six puns in a row. She didn’t reply for three hours.
Snails are objectively the funniest animal. I don’t make the rules.
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