Can't breathe. Laughing too hard.

Every year, on the weekend nearest Halloween, Chicago Area Mensa holds an enormous (600 people or so) gathering. There's a costume contest, with prizes being awarded for best pun and worst pun. I wasn't able to go this year, but have heard this first-hand account from the fellow unfortunate to go on after the winner...

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The winner of worst pun was hilarious. I was laughing
so hard that it was hard for me to give my spiel when
I went up to the podium. I followed directly after
him. It was [name redacted], dressed as a snake
charmer. He sat on the floor and played his flute, but
the snake would not rise. He opened the basket,
slapped the snake a few times, but it still would not
rise. Finally he apologized, "Sorry, folks. I'm having
a reptile dysfunction."