I'm a rather large fan of puns. In the past couple of days, two of my friends have sent me stuff about puns, so I thought I'd just share this stuff with the world. For all those interested in a good explanation of the origin of puns, I was given a link to a great article about them. The other email had a bunch of puns in it, so I'll share a couple:
A three-legged dog walks into a saloon in the Old West. He slides up to the bar and announces:
I'm looking for the man who shot my paw.Two boll weevils grew up in South Carolina. One went to Hollywood and became a famous actor. The other stayed behind in the cotton fields and never amounted to much. The second one, naturally, became known as the lesser of two weevils.
Personally, I think puns are one of God's great creations, proving without a shadow of a doubt that He has a glorious sense of humor. Well, the duckbill platypus is also pretty good proof.
Part of the reason why I'm writing all this tonight is because one of my friends really touched my heart when she emailed me the stuff about puns. Here's what she said:
I know that I normally pick on you about your puns, but deep down, I really tend to like them. I find it so refreshing that you can just burst out with one bad pun after another...no matter what other people are going to think about them.
I think that puns are quite good, thankyouverymuch. Sometimes we all seem to need to laugh (or groan). According to the article I linked to above, the teller of the pun should always be the first to laugh. I try to be. Telling puns are just such a relief to me and they're an easy way to lighten the atmosphere or just get someone's mind off a problem. There have been many a night when I've cheered up friends with puns. I'm very thankful that God blessed me with an appreciation for puns. After all, a good pun is its own reword.
