Punning is the sole of wit, Amos. "Puns -- never apologize, never explain", you know. Repent, perhaps, but no apologies or explanations. Never. And no regrets even when you're standing tip-toe in a lake of boiling, stinking, dung heated by the puns you uttered in life, with demons gaily cavorting as they retort with their sharp barbs and jabs insulting every aspect of your sorta sordid past. Just reflect in the mirror of your soul on the pleasure your puns gave to others and you'll realize why you are there.