That's Punny!

I stumbled across one of the greatest wordplays I have ever read just a moment ago. It is as follows:

Mahatma Ghandi walked barefoot most of his life, which produced an impressive set of callouses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him very frail. And with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This quite literally makes him a "Super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis"

WOW.

THAT IS A PUN. 

Talk about your wordplay. That provides an extreme manipulation of the English language in order to produce a sentence that so closely sounds like Mary Poppin's favorite phrase, "supercalifragilisticexpialidocious." You know someone had to work to find similes, homonyms, and a somewhat believable story to twist those words, and it works so perfectly! 

Truly impressive, but I'm biased for puns. I live for them. My humor revolves around puns, or short quips followed by long groans. My world is a complex battlefield, full of plays on words and forced alterations of the English language to fit my fervent attempts at one-liners. Some people herald puns as the jokes of the feeble minded, or pitiful stabs at humor that end in blank stares with maybe one forced chuckle, if you’re lucky. However, I believe that a truly exceptional pun requires a more intelligent, in-depth understanding of multiple elements- like the English language and the subject you’re manipulating. My life without puns would be like a marathoner’s life without exercise- it wouldn’t “work out.”

Ex 1: Why did the pony cough? Because it was a "little horse!" 

In creating the perfect pun, one has to have an adept knowledge of the English language. You need to know the ins and outs of homophones and homonyms, combined with intentional malapropisms and discreet metonymies. An above average pun will draw on several of these factors, and will leave your listeners racking their brains in attempt to derive the humor and finally “get it.”  

 Ex 2:  Forget Louis the XIV, King Henry VIII was the real “son” king!

(Hint: King Louis XIV was called the “Sun King,” and King Henry VIII was intent on having a “son.”) 

So, as you can see, I live for these things. Puns are my thing, and without them, my life would be like a broken pencil. Downright "pointless."