Did you know that there is a National Pun Convention? I'm not telling you when or where, because I am in the camp that considers puns the lowest form of humor and I don't want you exposed. True confession time: My husband Gary and my dear friend Shirley are passionate punsters. It is almost unbearable for me to be with them when they start swapping those abominations. I continue to love them anyway, as we should love people despite their flaws, and goodness knows they put up with a lot from me.
In honor (?) of today's holiday, I will endeavor to help you avoid the shame of bad bidding. You're on your own as far as the puns go, though.