Hemingway Jokes

Me: A coworker called me 'Papa Hemingway' today. Her: Because of your beard? Me: Well it wasn't because of my Nobel in Literature.

Look at all these people writing in Starbucks, just like Hemingway.

I bet Hemingway would've deleted a shitload of tweets the next day.

Meet my cat, Hemingway. And my two dogs, Faulkner and Whitman. I know what books are. Ah yes, my macaw approaches. His name is Literature

A local prison introduced an English Literature course... .. during the inmates' free time. The thought behind it was that if the prisoners had lessons on great writers such as Joyce, Hemingway, or Poe it would help them express themselves as well as helping with their rehabilitation back into society. Unfortunately, the program failed. It seems that when choosing where to spend their time, the prisoners preferred the cons to prose.

For sale: baby shoes, never worn. Wrong size. Should have bought from Zappos. (Note: original story reference here - it wasn't Hemingway: http://www.snopes.com/language/literary/babyshoes.asp)

Ernie Hemingway sitting in a joint in Idaho, drink in hand, summer 1961. Two broads, a brunette and redhead, drift into the bar, see Hemingway. They caper over, exchange a glance - Red says ""So, big guy, we need to know. She says briefs, I say boxers. Which?"". ""Depends""

Did you hear about the writer that became a tailor? He had to make an Ernest living, the Hemingway.