Undone Pun

(My dad and I are notorious for making bad jokes. We’re each discussing our days.)

Brother: “—and so then she threw the rest of the owl pellet at me at the end of the dissection.”

(My dad’s face lights up like he’s about to make a joke. We all groan a little. I strike a pose.)

Me: “Everybody brace yourselves; a bad joke is coming.”

Dad: “Actually, no, I’ve decided not to make that one into a joke.”

(Mom turns to my brother.)

Mom: “ Affirmed, Agent J. The training has begun to succeed.”