If you compulsively pun you are called a paronomasiac.
You see I'm against hunting, in fact I'm a hunt saboteur. I go out the night before and shoot the fox.
One-armed butlers, they can take it but they can't dish it out
So I got home, and the phone was ringing. I picked it up, and said 'Who's speaking please?' And a voice said 'You are.'
Now you know those trick candles that you blow out and a couple of seconds.
I was in this restaurant and I asked for something herby. They gave me a Volkswagen with no driver.