Gygax vs Aubuchon Pun Battle Royale

What follows is an exchange that I had with Gary Gygax, the creator of Dungeons and Dragons, on the Fans For Christ forum in 2007. The posts are listed in order, and end with our respective first names.

I don't know about that. I get some great pun exchanges on the dragonsfoot boards--ine going on currently in fact Shocked

Cheerio,
Gary

Oh yeah? How many of them have peed on the party? Shocked

Jim

Urine guess is as good as mine, as in "Just call me Pee-Pee, and I'll be urine forever."

So while some folks make hay, your PC is making water, eh?

Rolling Eyes
Gary

Those are some potty good puns if you ask me!

Jim

Better than such lauds would be the tinkle of coins...


Cheerio,
Gary

Would you have my wealth make thee a pissant?

Jim

Do you speak of Kant? In amy case the wealth alluded to is that of peasant unpleasantries it would seem...

Ciao,
Gary

I won't Hegel with you, but it is categorically imperative that I uphold your honor. After all, not only are you the creator of the wizz-ard character class, but you are a wizz-ard at the making of puns. Therefore, rather than wee-ry you with that which moth and rust doth corrupt, I fall prostate gland-ly before you, considering you to be of much higher esteem than my pee-rs.

Jim

Such allusions as are now in play need a Krutch.

No kid-neying, though, some of those regarding elimination are renally quite clever.

Cheerio,
Gary

Naturally it is needed, with my profound lack of Modern Temper, or I would not have a leg to stand on. But Marx my words, I Walden be here if I hadn't Tolkien A Road Less Travelled. I had to Crowley out from the pit. Therefore cane it be any wonder that my A-Lewis-ions merely hobble along?

Jim

Oh brother! S'now it's a crack about Marx eh? I won't harpo-n the matter, but they are not chic-or go over with me like a led zeppo-lin. In short they make me grouch-oy!

The rest of those puns give me writer's Bloch.

Ciao,
Gary

Gummo-n now! I Felix you are being Ernst (for it is your name is it not?), but I Konrad tell. Just because you are having tribble with scribbles, does not mean that you can't Star-t the Trek towards telling The Story of Mankind. Go West if you have to. I would not mind if you took a Humor Risk here. I hope that this helps you Brecht out and find liberation, or perhaps the stairway to heaven itself.

Jim

All I have to say to that is, if I go West must I Grealy be a Horace Mann? Sorry, that is probably an ass-inine question/

Cheerio,
Gary

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Jim

Somehow all of that doesn't Ringo true to me. Rather a bag of mixed punafores, ranging from the US to anamalia to Germany, at least one rather sour, so I won't chew that cabbage twice.

Cheers,
Gary

I admit that my last set of puns were a-Paul-ing. Let's not Beatle a dead horse, but go on. Thanks for Lennon me a hand and not Harrison me too much about it.

Jim

Err...

Sorry Johnny, wrong Ringo. Ah well, you Clanton win 'em all so it's OK to dodge to another era and occupation even though the West was suggested, not Wessex.

Cheers,
Gary

Jesse because James (my name) took a Holliday from the West and chose a Liver pool of puns, does not mean that Ike can't go back and Corral some more for you. That's O.K. isn't it?

Jim

You blinked!

See the repetition of my punning OK before your use.

I win, but you can put "exchanged punplay with col Pladoh" on your Tombstone.

Cheerio,
Gary

Ah, but did you not see that I added the periods? So my pun was "Isn't it spelled O.K. and not OK?" Now if you had been Swift-er, and if you had gotten the right Mann, you would have Geothe-n the connection. But I re-Joyce that I could play so worthy an opponent. It appears that this game must now peter out. It appears that we have drained ourselves.

I concede to you...

Jim