I had a couple of friends in high school who enjoyed puns. They would spend minutes, if not hours, competing with one another, trying to come up with puns. Silliest pun, strangest pun, simplest pun, or best of all worst pun, they got into it. These sessions were often referred to as pun-ishment.
The thing about this kind of punning around is that you have to have a certain sensibility to do it. It isn’t enough to have a twisted mind. Punning is like living through opposite day. What’s good is “bad”. What impresses should receive a “boo”. The louder the complaints, the better the pun. To enjoy one pun after another you must enjoy the strangeness of it.
So what I posted on Pam’s blog was intended as the highest of compliments.