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Mountain Jokes

Mountain Puns
I was going to make another mountain pun but I can't think of summit.
What do we call a flock of sheep that tumbles down a mountain? They are called a lamb-slide.
What does a mountain often do at its daily meal? It avalunch.
A mountain biker was chased by a Grizzly this morning. He bearly made it.
Why did the boy soon stop trying to grab the mountain fog? Because he always mist.
Ancient Greek Monster Puns
A sphinx was guarding a road when a traveler walked by.
The sphinx said to the man, "You may pass if you can answer my riddle: What is wider than an ocean, heavier than a mountain, and unbounded by the laws of physics?"
The man thought for a moment and answered, "Imagination."
"Wrong," said the Sphinx. "The answer is your mom."
River Puns
Why are you bringing me to this mountain river after our couple therapy session?!
Our therapist said I need to valley date you.
Storm Puns
Lost on a mountain, you can collect rainwater to drink during storms.
Otherwise, you just have to make dew.
Deer Puns
What did the deer say to his friend who has slipping down the mountain?
Hang on for deer life!
Color Puns
The artist successfully climbed the highest peak in the country. He attributed his success to the song, 'Paint No Mountain Higher!'
The Jewish Bra
Sam goes into Macy's, to the lingerie department, and he says to the salesgirl, "My wife has sent me in for a Jewish bra, size 34B, and she said that you'd know what I meant." The saleslady says, "Boy, it's been a long time since anybody's asked me for a Jewish bra. They usually ask me for a Catholic bra or a Salvation Army bra or a Presbyterian bra." He says, "Well, what's the difference?" "Well," she explains, "the Catholic bra supports the masses, the Salvation Army bra uplifts the downfallen, and the Presbyterian bra keeps them staunch and upright." He goes, "Well, then what's a Jewish bra?" "Oh, a Jewish bra makes mountains out of molehills."
Hiking Pick Up Lines
The last one to the top of the mountain has to buy dinner.
Ain’t no mountain high enough to keep me from you.
Are you like this mountain? Because I can’t seem to get over you.
Are you a mountain climber? ‘Cause you really peaked my interest.
A Meeting of Witches
There were once four powerful witch covens: the witches of the mountains, the deserts, the forests, and the seas. For a thousand years they made war with one another, casting curses and hexes and bringing all manner of malady to the land in their hatred for one another. One day, they decided the only solution was to convene for a meeting of all the covens, in which they would either strike a deal for peace, or end it all in violent bloodshed. The sea witches arrived first, carried upon a tidal wave that bore them up and onto the coast, the waters crashing loudly as they struck the shoreline as if to announce their presence. The mountain witches rode down the hillside upon magical storm clouds, thunder and lightning bursting from their steeds of vapor, a tumultuous blizzard ravaging the mountains in their wake. The forest witches, shape-shifters, emerged in the form of gnarled roots which encircled the meeting place and rose out of the ground, bending and twisting into humanoid silhouettes from which sprung skin and clothing, as a flurry of leaves swirled around furiously. The sand witches arrived in a catering truck.
Pea Puns
I like to roll peas from the top of a mountain. I always start at the peak.