After my call for puns, I got some really bad ones, but I think I may have found the worst pun ever, and its a science pun too (via 
toothpastefordinner.com
Ouch!
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After my call for puns, I got some really bad ones, but I think I may have found the worst pun ever, and its a science pun too (via 
toothpastefordinner.com
Ouch!
I’ve just read the comments to the original post… can’t wait for the rant about the cognitive linguists.
I think it’s only appropriate to post these lyrics here
“I’m an Alchemist baby
I can turn heavy metal …. into gold
I can make unstable compounds of mercury explodeI can make you glow
I can make you phosphoresce
I can burst your bubble
I can make you effervesceScience tells you love
Is just a chemical reaction in the brain
Let me be your bunsen burner baby
Let me be your naked flameYou’re going to turn bright red
When I do my litmus test on you
Acid it was, acid it is
And what acid was trueCheck out what’s in the test tube baby
You’re my little pipette
The favourite piece of apparatus
In my chemistry setScience tells you love
Is just a chemical reaction in the brain
Let me be your bunsen burner baby
Let me be your naked flameYou’re the kind of carbon I can date
You’re the element that makes me passionate
There’s a chemistry experiment
I want to try in my brain
So come close to the Bunsen Burner
Feel the Heat of the naked flame”
- John Otway, “Bunsen burner”
Haha, that’s a good one! Though marred by the fact that no archaeologist these days tries to “date peoples”. We may discuss the dates of an archaeological culture, but we no longer believe that such a culture equals a “people”. In fact, we pretty much do not believe that any “peoples” exist at all, now or in the past.
I didn’t really get it