Carlos grinned at him. “Yeah? Well give it a while… I’m sure that soon you’re going to be groaning at my work. It’s okay – I”m used to it. Puns are just some of my favorites.”
“We’ll see, I s’pose. Puns ain’t exactly my favorite form of humor, but that’s alright, I like ya well enough to overlook that.” He winked. “You get a lotta groans from folks for jokin’ around? Why is that? People in the states don’t like to laugh or something?”
Carlos chuckled. “Nah, nah, it’s just… I said them so often. I’d be met with a unanimous groaning of ‘Carlos…’ if it was a particularly bad one. My classmates often found them pretty… punishing.”
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