It's time for some Tern Jokes!

* A group of sea-birds flew over Amsterdam.
No tern was left unstoned.

* Frans just opened up his new Deli and was doing quite well. People came in from miles around to buy his sausages and meats, and they never left unsatisfied. One day a man walks in and orders a pound of sausage. Frans gladly rings him up, but he's floored when the man says he doesn't have any money to pay with. "Well I can't give you mien fleisch for nothing," said Frans. The man thought for a moment and then pulled a small stuffed bird out of his pocket. "This mounted fowl has been in my family for ages," said the man. "I'll give it to you as a trade for your fine food." Frans took him up on the offer, figuring he could put it somewhere in the store to make it feel more homey for the sailors that frequent his shop.
Over the next few weeks Frans' business started to go down hill. People came in less and less and Frans started going bankrupt. A month went by and he had to close the store down. Sadly, Frans took a tern for the wurst.

* A young man decided it was time he went to sea, and so he went down to port to find a job on a whaling ship. After a few hours of searching he came across a fine vessel and asked the captain for a job. "If you join my crew lad, you'll be a deckhand you know," said the captain. The man thought that that was fine, seeing as he'd never sailed a large ship before and would need some experience. He signed the book and was brought aboard the boat.
"Lad," said the captain, "Me and me mates are goin ashore for the night. I want you to clean the anchor chain while we're away. Is that understood?" "Aye Captain!" said the lad. The captain thrust a broom into his hands and left. The new deckhand got to work mopping up the muddy chain. About halfway through a small bird flew up and landed on the end of his broom. He tried to keep sweeping, but the bird made it impossible. When he swept left the bird flew right, when he swept forward the bird flew backward. Fed up, the lad grabbed the bird by the feet and threw it over the side of the boat. No sooner said than done, the bird was right back atop his broom. Again the man grabbed him and threw him away, and again he flew back to his perch. This went on the entire night, the endless battle between man and bird.
Morning came and the captain came back to his ship to see the deckhand sleeping on the still dirty anchor chain. "What is the meaning of this lad! I thought I told you to get this chain cleaned! This is no way to start a new job boy!" Howled the captain. "I'm sorry sir," pleaded the deckhand. "I tossed a tern all night and couldn't sweep a link!"