The Pun Police
We hosted another dinner party last night, and somehow I brought up pubes at the dinner table again.
Is there an age where you get too old for this? Am I approaching it? Have I past it already?
We also stumbled on some great puns, riffing on three different meanings of the word "beats," (or "beets"). As in:
- the vegtable, which Athena had tossed in the salad she brought to dinner,
- background music, that Diego was supposed to turn on before we sat down, and
- what you do in the privacy of your bedroom, as in "___ing off."
No one was really offended by our ribaldry – I think they've all come to expect it by now – but Ash hated the puns. Every time anyone at the table told a pun, she would put down her fork and stare menacingly at them across the table, as if to say, "This time I'm letting you off on a warning, but next time I'm hauling you downtown."
