To be Frank, people weren't Ron when they said that my puns are riddikulus. I mean siriusly, even those made by a drunkard on a Moony night are LeStrange. I hope the Pun-God won't punish me so Severusly that I became Luna-tic. I wonder how he rewards nice punsters? Does he treat them at McGonagall's? Or gives them a bouquet of lilies and petunias? Or buy them their bread James? I think those who make good puns and try to make memes are Dobbyly rewarded. I will Neville make good puns, I think.
I Lovegood puns.
Tonks for bearing these bad puns