But her fly wordplay was moth entertaining

:bows to the master:

A stinging defeat.

I just had a customer named 'Pun T Wil**ms' Asian lady.

I once heard some archive audio from the 1930s/40s uttered by a stuffed shirt on BBC radio in which he described the pun as 'the lowest form of humour'.
I immediately warmed to the art form.
At work once, puns were the order of the day and were very entertaining. Well, we had very boring jobs.
Anyway, I suggested that we concentrated on a new pun each day.
I thought we could call it our current pun.

I prefer my buns with cinnamon and sugar, and currents in soda bread.

These are half-baked, gentlemen. You butter up the quality before this thread is pastry-demption

pleonastic sesquipedalian.