I've heard many say puns are the lowest form of humour, including a close friend's mother, but anyone who thinks as much has fixiated on the wrong thing. It's a classuffocation error, like saying steak is the unhealthiest type of vegetabull. Puns are like oxygen to me. They are an art. Without that art I choke. Anyone who tries to gag my puns ought to be trampled by a Belgian Blue, in the face. I don't know what their beef is, maybe they tried out at a pun meet, didn't make the cut, and can't shoulder it. Let it go. Take a deep breath. Become a vegetarian. No need to go through life choking down burnt rump when you can have a breath of fresh lettuce spun. Let us pun.