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32 Funny Knitting Puns

32 Funny Knitting Puns

Knitting Puns

1. I wanted to make a sweater, but I lost my knit wit.

2. I was going to make a scarf, but I ran out of yarn-ergy.

3. My knitting skills are so bad, everything I make ends up in knots.

4. I tried to teach my friend to knit, but she just couldn’t get the hang of it. I told her she should stick to crochet instead.

5. I was going to make a sweater for my dog, but he wasn’t very co-operative. I guess he didn’t want to be dogged around.

6. I accidentally knitted a pair of socks that were different sizes. Now one foot is going to be pretty cross with the other.

7. I wanted to knit a hat, but I ran out of wool. I guess I’ll just have to wing it instead.

8. I tried to teach my cat to knit, but she kept getting tangled up in the yarn. I guess knitting just isn’t her ball of yarn.

9. Did you hear about the knitter who entered the lottery? They had a 1 in a knillion chance of winning.

10. I wanted to knit a blanket but I ran out of stitches. I guess I’ll just have to patch it together somehow.

Knitting One-Liners

11. Knitting is sew much fun.

12. Knit happens.

13. Make hay while the knitting’s good.

14. Knit one, pearl two.

15. Knitting is the purrfect hobby.

16. Don’t get your yarn in a knot.

17. Knitters gonna knit.

18. Knitting rules, crocheting drools.

19. Knit-wit.

20. Dye laughing!

Best Knitting Jokes

21. My friend was really excited to show me the scarf she had knitted. “I used a special stitch called the knit one, purl one rib stitch. Do you like it?” she asked eagerly. I took one look at the messy, misshapen scarf and knew I had to choose my words carefully. “Well…it’s…unique!” I said, trying to be diplomatic. Her face fell. “You hate it, don’t you?” she said glumly. I put a sympathetic hand on her shoulder. “Honey, if I am being honest, this looks like something the cat dragged in. But practice makes perfect, so keep at it! Maybe one day you’ll knit something that doesn’t look like a first grade art project gone horribly wrong.” She glared at me and snatched back the scarf. “Some friend you are!” she huffed angrily. Hey, I tried to let her down easy, but there’s only so much you can do with a hot mess like that scarf!

22. My wife was so proud of the blanket she had knitted for our first baby. As soon as it was finished, she draped it over the crib for me to see. “Ta da!” she said with a flourish. My mouth dropped open in horror. That blanket was a neon orange and green color scheme that could only be described as eye-searing. The stitching was full of dropped stitches and holes, making it look like a demented spider web. Trying to think of something positive to say, I stammered “W-wow, that’s really…bright?” My wife’s face fell. “You hate it, don’t you?” I sighed. “Sweetheart, let’s just say that using this blanket would be considered child abuse in some states. But hey, you tried your best, and that’s what matters!” I gave her a reassuring hug as she burst into tears. That blanket still gives me nightmares to this day.

23. I was visiting my grandmother who was busy knitting what she said would be a scarf for me. She held up her work to show me the progress so far. My eyes almost popped out of their sockets when I saw the monstrosity she was creating. The yarn was a hideous puke green color, and the knitting itself was full of holes, tangled strands, and knots. It looked like a blind spider had spun a web while drunk. “Wow grandma, that…that sure is going to be one unique scarf!” I said, trying to sound enthusiastic. She beamed with pride and said “Why thank you dear, it’s my own special design!” I forced a smile while on the inside I was screaming. There’s no way I’m ever wrapping that disaster around my neck. Sorry grandma, but your knitting skills are absolutely atrocious!

24. My sister was so excited when she told me she had finally finished knitting a sweater for her new boyfriend. When she showed me the final product, I had to literally bite my tongue to stop from gasping in horror. It was supposed to be a nice cable knit pattern, but somehow every cable was uneven and distorted looking. The shape of the sweater was misshapen and lumpy, and she had dropped so many stitches that there were gaping holes scattered randomly across it. “So, what do you think?” my sister asked with a huge grin. Not wanting to hurt her feelings, I gulped and said “Wow sis, you really put a lot of…love into making this.” She looked so proud of herself that I didn’t have the heart to tell her that her boyfriend was never going to wear that eyesore of a sweater. Sorry sis, but your knitting skills still need a lot of practice!

25. My neighbor was so thrilled to show me the baby blanket she had knitted for her pregnant daughter. “I used the wishing well cable stitch pattern, doesn’t it look so intricate and beautiful?” she said proudly. I looked at the shapeless, lumpy blanket covered in uneven holes and saggy cables. It looked like a blind camel had knitted it during an earthquake. Trying to be polite, I said “What a unique design! I’ve never seen stitches quite like these before.” My neighbor beamed and said she couldn’t wait to pass down her special knitting techniques to her future grandchild. I smiled weakly and made a mental note to never accept any hand-knitted gifts from her. Sorry neighbor, but I think you need to rip this monstrosity out and start over again!

26. My friend was so excited when she told me she had taken up knitting and made her first scarf. When she showed it to me, I had to repress a shudder. It was a hideous orange and neon green color combo, with stitches so uneven it looked like it was unravelling before my eyes. There were dropped stitches everywhere that created massive holes, and the shape was all warped and wavy. “Wow, what a…vibrant design!” I said, trying to sound enthusiastic. “The colors are so…unique.” My friend looked thrilled and said she had plans to make a whole sweater next. I smiled weakly and made a mental note to avoid ever putting that atrocity of a scarf around my neck. Her heart was in the right place, but maybe knitting isn’t quite her forte after all!

27. I was visiting my aunt who insisted on showing me the new blanket she had knitted. “I used the basket weave stitch, isn’t it gorgeous?” she said proudly. My jaw nearly hit the floor when I saw the blanket. The stitches were uneven, distorted, and sagging, making the blanket look lumpy and misshapen. There were dropped stitches and gaping holes randomly placed throughout. The edges were curled and frayed looking. It was such a hot mess, I couldn’t imagine any scenario where someone would actually use this blanket. Trying to be polite, I said “Wow, the colors you used are so vibrant!” She beamed with pride. I didn’t have the heart to tell her this blanket belonged in a dumpster fire. Sorry auntie, but don’t quit your day job – knitting clearly isn’t your thing!

28. My mom was eager to show me the new scarf she had knitted using what she called a “rib stitch.” She gleefully draped it around my neck before I had a chance to really look at it. As soon as I glanced down, I had to suppress a gasp of horror. This scarf was an absolute trainwreck. The stitches were messy, uneven, and full of holes. It seemed to curve and warp in different directions. The edges were unraveled and frayed. Trying not to hurt her feelings, I plastered a pained smile on my face and said “Wow mom, what unique stitching!” My mom looked so delighted, I didn’t have the heart to tell her this scarf looked like someone had chewed it up and spit it back out. Moms gotta stick to baking – knitting is not her strong suit!

29. My brother was eager to show off the first scarf he had knitted, boasting about the “seed stitch” pattern he used. He wrapped it around my neck before I could get a good look. As soon as it made contact with my skin, I fought the urge to rip it off. It was scratchy, misshapen, and full of dropped stitches and holes. It felt like steel wool against my neck. Trying not to grimace, I said “What great texture you achieved!” My brother looked satisfied with himself, completely oblivious to the monstrosity he created. Next time, please get me a gift receipt for any hand-knitted items! Your skills still need a lot of practice.

30. When my friend said she wanted to take up a new hobby, I encouraged her to try knitting. Big mistake. She proudly showed me the results of her first project – a sweater for her dog. I took one look at the lumpy, inside-out disaster and knew no dog would ever wear this atrocity. The arm holes were uneven, the neck hole could barely fit a teddy bear’s head, and the stitches were twisted and distended in ways I didn’t know were possible. “Wow, Fido is one lucky dog!” I managed to say. “This is so…original.” My friend beamed with pride. I made a mental note to never let her knit anything for me. Friend, I love you, but please stick to crocheting!

31. I told my sister I needed a new winter hat, so she decided to try knitting one for me. When she presented me with the finished product, my eyes almost popped out of my head. The hat was deformed looking, with the brim sagging unevenly over the sides. The top didn’t close properly, leaving a massive hole. The yarn was uneven and full of dropped stitches. I gingerly placed it on my head, trying not to grimace. “It’s so…cozy,” I lied. My sister looked thrilled. Yeah, there’s no way this monstrosity is keeping anyone’s head warm! Sorry sis, back to the drawing board with your knitting skills.

32. I made the mistake of telling my coworker I admired the knitted scarf she was wearing. The next week she arrived and proudly presented me with a hand-knitted scarf of my very own. When I unwrapped it, I had to use every ounce of self-control not to visibly cringe. The scarf was full of ragged holes, warped edges, and stitches so uneven it resembled a knotted twine net. The yarn was scratchy and cheap feeling. I reluctantly wrapped it around my neck and faked a smile. “You really captured your signature style!” I said through gritted teeth. She beamed with pride. As soon as she left, the scarf found its way to the trash can. Next time, I’ll just compliment the store-bought scarf instead!