What's the difference between a well-dressed person on a unicycle or a poorly-dressed person on a bicycle?

Attire

What’s the difference between a well dressed man on a bike and a poorly dressed man on a unicycle?

Attire!

So, I can legit ride a unicycle. My mom told me it would never get me anywhere in life...

I looked her dead in the eye and said... “You’re wrong mom! Where there’s a wheel, there’s a way!”

I decided on riding my unicycle to work from now on

Because whenever I rode my bike I was always two tired when I got to work

How do unicycles work?

By sheer power of wheel.

What is the difference between a well dressed man on a unicycle and a poorly dressed man on a bicycle?

Attire

My daughter walked out of her circus class with a unicycle over her shoulder - the instructor wants her to learn it.

I told her that's good because she won't get two tired.

(True story. My daughter does take circus class at the local gymnastics place, and she did walk out with a unicycle given by her instructor. I was obligated to respond with the proper level of dad-jokery.)

Why do you have to dress so nicely when riding a unicycle?

Because attire is the most important thing about a unicycle

Why couldn't the old bike stay upright?

It was *two-tired.*

An oldy, but a goody, I hope you can *handle* it.

Changing *gears*, I *spoke* at a fancy unicycle conference and you know what's different there? *Attire.*

I'm just *pedaling* for upvotes.

If there’s one thing I absolutely can’t stand

it’s a unicycle

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New weights and measures

1. The ratio of an igloo's circumference to its diameter = Eskimo Pi

2. 2000 pounds of Chinese soup = Won ton

3. 1 millionth of a mouthwash = 1 microscope

4. Time between slipping on a peel and smacking the pavement = 1 bananosecond

5. Weight an evangelist carries with Go...

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A young girl...

There once was a little girl named Lucy who loved to read, particularly fairy tales. Her mother was sweet and her father was a clown (literally). For a long time, the little girl would read these books of hers, and eventually came to the conclusion that trolls were her favorite creature of them all....

If you ever feel like a third wheel, just stop....

You are not a third wheel. You are a majestic unicycle and they are your noble training wheels.

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