This excellent pun was conceived and exposited during a brief constitutional on a campus with a good friend.
Them: Heavens! It appears as though our ingress into the area ahead is precluded by the presence of a chain-link barrier.
Me: Yes, how o-fence-ive.
(Rating: 2/5. Could be a 1.5.)
Q: What do you call the slang name for a cape?
A: A cloak-quialism!
(Rating: 2.5/5. Colloquialism, cloak-qualism? Close, but a bit contrived.)
Q: What do you call a disturbance on the sea?
A: Comm-ocean!
(Rating: 3/5. This pun graciously supplied by the esteemed contributor Ms. X.)
My mother mentioned that she wasn't planning out the locations of the orchids.
I said that the garden might end up looking dis-orchid-nized.
(Rating: 2.5/5. Takes a few tries to get it to sound right.)
One of my friends sews as a hobby and they were trying to get me to try. This is a slightly (very) embellished retelling of our interaction.
Them: "You should really try! There are so many great patterns you can use."
Me: "I'm sure they're really printeresting, but getting me into the hobby is a cloth'd cause."
Q: Have you seen how pretty pumpkin purée is?
A: Yes, it's gourd-juice.
(Rating: 4/5, works both ways)
