This QOTW makes me feel sick
My husband is a chronic purveyor of punic, a veritable punic cascade. It terrible becuase, well, so are they!

It started every now and then, a trait for sure and a little annoying but just one of those things. Then it became an obsession. EVERYTHING became a pun. Everything doesn't necessarily pun well, but logical backflips would be made to create the most convoluted, non-functional frankenstein's monster of a pun that had to be explained through the five logical leaps that were needed to make it work.

It started to get tot he point where I could no longer tell whether he was actually telling me something, or whether what he'd just said was a tortuous pun that didn't work - whole stories would be told at length, only leading up to an awful pun at the end. The last straw came when he started making puns in bed. Puns, especially bad puns are probably the least sexy thing on earth.

Somehow, over the past year I've managed to wean him off them. I have no idea how, but now there remains only the odd pun now and then, a ghostly reminder of bad humour past.
( Hampster Squared has stuff at www.tilla.co.uk, Fri 6 Mar 2009, 13:26, 1 reply)

Me and the husband
are like this now. Only it's both of us doing it. How long does it take to wear off?
(surlygirl spanked your monkey on, Fri 6 Mar 2009, 13:54, closed)