Do you think Puns are a low form of humour

Mr.Plough wrote: »

A thief in Paris planned to steal some paintings from the Louvre. After careful planning, he got past security, stole the paintings and made it safely to his van.
However, he was captured only two blocks away when his van ran out of gas.When asked how he could mastermind such a crime and then make such an obvious error, he replied, "Monsieur, that is the reason I stole the paintings. I had no Monet to buy Degas to make the Van Gogh."

(You thought I didn't have De Gaulle to post this, but I figured I have nothing Toulouse.)

Gervais worked as a waiter in a fancy restaurant in London. It was hard
work but he really enjoyed his job - except for the selection of fish
and seafood. It was one of those restaurants that kept its raw materials
in tanks and invited diners to select exactly which creatures would end
up on their plates, and he found that just a little distasteful. He
didn't like the "condemned to death" aspect of it but hey, they were
only fish and it's not as if he had any particular fondness of the fish,
crabs, lobsters etc.

Except for the squid. They say that cephalopods in general, and squid in
particular, are remarkably intelligent creatures. One of them was quite
distinctive; whereas the others showed aggressive behaviour and colour
displays, especially at feeding time, this one maintained a gentle
greenish hue and just waited until the others had finished gorging
before it took its turn. It seemed to have a quiet intelligence about
it, and the way it stared at the staff when they peered into the tank
really made them feel that this was quite a distinct character. It even
had what they all thought looked just like a moustache - a curious
frilly membrane formation that looked for all the world like hair on an
upper lip. All in all, it was quite endearing and the waiters always
made sure that he never ended up in the net - after all, although diners
wanted to select their lobster or crab, they weren't overly concerned
about their calamari!

One day, however, the unexpected happened - some loud, rude, bastard of
a customer insisted on selecting each and every squid for his meal. As
Gervais went to the tank, the "special" squid came over as usual,
looking for all the world like he was greeting an old friend and,
unfortunately, drawing attention to itself in the process. "Oh, that one
- the ugly bugger with the moustache, I'll have that one!", said the
objectionable diner. Gervais tried to dissuade him but he was adamant.
Gervais was distraught, but The Customer is Always Right, so he had to
net it and take it through to the kitchen for slaughter.

Gervais was sobbing by the time he reached the kitchen. His fellow
migrant worker, Hans, came over to ask what was wrong. Gervais blubbed
the story that their favourite little squid had been selected for the
chop. Hans was the washer-up, a 19-stone mountain of a man but, when he
heard that their little favourite was doomed, he too burst into
uncontrollable tears.

This proves that Hans that does dishes can be soft as Gervais, with mild
green, hairy-lipped squid.