Judging by the constant commotion, especially when I was trying to sleep, rats were having a grand old time in the attic of the cottage I lived in at that time. It might have been alright, except that I was having trouble sleeping. And, there was a good chance that I may soon find rats in my bedroom or kitchen.
I finally admitted that it would be wise to call an exterminator. To do as little harm as possible, I chose one who uses traps, not poison.
After the exterminator had come and gone, a friend stopped by. I said, “The exterminator was here today.”
She replied, “Oh, really? What does he do now?”
Get it? A pun is a play on words. Think “Ex (as in former) terminator.”
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