"Hey! I bet I could come up with a worse pun than you!" Philip said excitedly.
"No way! You wouldn't even last one minute on my bad pun turf!" Mark replied.
So it began. thousands of horrible puns, in the middle of the park.
Mark: "Do you want a peace of me Hippie?"
Philip: "I would axe you a question but unfortunately we aren't allowed to carry weapons here."
Mark: "What's the dill man?"
Philip: "Pickled cucumbers, that's what."
Mark: "I'm riding solo now."
Philip: "Alright but only if you knew who shot first."
"Philip, that was pretty good!"
It went on and on, until they stopped at a phone booth.
"Hey! how about we do a prank call?" Philip asked with a crazy grin.
"Okay, who shall we make the call to?" Mark asked. He was wondering what pun would be used next.
Philip called the pizza place, brainstorming some punny names.
"Hey, is there a guy with the last name Dover here?"
The pizza guy replied with a question. "Dover who?"
"Mr. Ben Dover!"
He hung up, leaving the pizza guy to call out "Ben Dover" to the entire store.
"Hey Philip, bear in mind that prank calls can get you in trouble."
"WHAT?! There's a bear in my head??"
And the two dudes walked back to their houses laughing; thinking about how un-horrible the first few puns were, and how they would be doing it tomorrow.
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