incestuous words

try to write a page without any puns. i would write, without the use of puns but this suggests said puns could be a tool, being controlled and used at will by the pun user. even the idea of a "pun user" suggests this.
i believe they are not tools, used to express meaning and validate intelligence but an unwanted byproduct from a system that if physicallized into a human context, would resemble an incestuous family, so deformed over endless generations, garbling nonsensical noises, mistranslating each other via broken vocal chords, slack tongues and generational social difference.
future generations are kept in test tubes along side their ancient ancestors, unwillingly pickled and preserved to be viewed but not seen by the present concoctions of self proclaimed humanity, judged by a kitchen blender of rules and norms that somehow can be linked to this strange collectives ideas of culture with words.
this serial killer cliched family often; as the movies suggest, prey upon stray travelers, lost in the vast and unforgiving desert of self motivated exploration. captured, mutated, exchanged, raped, married, fed pickled juices and brainwashed until their assimilation into this heinous family is complete and all identity is erased and hope of resolution destroyed.