Two female performers sit on a raft-like mattress wearing a conjoined dress. The dress is voluminous and yellow; the mattress is pink; their hair is dyed black. The two pass a giant ball of black yarn back and forth, winding it in a figure eight around their necks. As they repeatedly pass the ball, mutually producing a form that attempts further attachment, the women tell each other bad, one-liner puns. Overhead is a sagging hammock, piled with raw fleece. More fleece swirls as though in eddies on the floor.
Puns
Anne: Polly the senator's parrot swallowed a watch, and now politics.
Heather: Hotel owners always have suite dreams.
Anne: An astronaut wrote a story about flying twice to the moon. It was double spaced.
Heather: If you saw a bear foot in the woods it would give you paws for concern.
Anne: Those who daydream in the bath tub are wishy-washy.
Heather: If an animal looses its tail it should shop at a retail store.
Anne: The novice wine taster had a blanc stare on his face.
Heather: Royal chairs are rarely throne out.
Anne: Two silkworms ran a race. They ended up in a tie.
Heather: Where there are many chickens you can find layers of eggs.
Anne: A sword-swallower went on a diet. He had pins and needles all week.
Heather: Food for bad dogs is bought by the pound.
Anne: Two peanuts were walking in a tough neighborhood, and one of them was a-salted.
Heather: On the surface of things, whales are always blowing it.
Anne: In the sea, do you measure the speed of the tide in knots?
Heather: A cardboard belt would be a waist of paper.
Anne: It's nice to visit a ranch because of the horsepitality.
Heather: When the glassblower inhaled he got a pane in the stomach.
Anne: A kitten born in the 10th month of the year is an Octo-puss.
Heather: A cat ate some cheese, and waited for a mouse with baited breath.
Anne: A sleeping cow is a bulldozer.
Heather: If you chop up an old piano and you will get a cord of wood.
Anne: Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a bananna.
Heather: A person who loves to play chess on a ship IS A WATER CHESSNUT.
Anne: Shepherds are sheepish people who don't like staff meetings.
Heather: Ancient orators tended to Babylon.
Anne: A dog breeder crossed a setter and a pointer at Chrismas time and got a pointsetter.
Heather: A grizzly's grandparents are his forebears.
Anne: A mumbling grain farmer can barley be understood.
Heather: An adventurer paddling on a northern river got cold and lit a fire in his boat, only to discover that you cannot have your kayak and heat it too.
Anne: Archery contests are usually won by an arrow margin.
Heather: A new lumberjack's union was started by a splinter group.
Anne: There was an orchestra conductor who threw tempo tantrums.
Heather: My grandmother learned grammar by wrote.
Anne: You never go hungry at the beach because of the sandwhichis there.
Heather: The first scientists who studied fog were mistified.
Anne: The bear went over the mountain to see what was bruin.
Heather: A romantic florist likes two-lips.
Anne: When ancient wall sculptors were finished, it was a relief.
Heather: A cook made pancakes flippantly.
Anne: A goat went to the office supply store on his lunch break. He was on a staple diet.
Heather: If two people invest in a boat, it's a partner-ship.
Anne: A man's home is his castle, in a manor of speaking.
Heather: The big new clock at city hall was the tock of the town.
Anne: A ham walked out of the hospital and said, "I'm cured".
Heather: In a Scandinavian race, the last Lapp crossed the Finnish line.
Anne: You can tune a piano, but you can't tuna-fish.
Heather: On a farm, a horse and some pigs could be neigh-boars.
Anne: If you're stiff as a board, it could be your lumbar.
Heather: Fast horses can cause their riders a lot of woe.
Anne: Your nose is the scenter of your face.
Heather: The circus fire eater married his old flame after a long and extinguished career.
Anne: Two lovers who had been apart for some time were reunited on a foggy day. One whispered to the other 'I mist you'.
Heather: Male deer have buck teeth.
Anne: One palm tree said to another, 'let's have a date.'
Heather: Herb gardeners who work extra get thyme and a half.
Anne: A grenade thrown into a kitchen in France would result in Linoleum Blownapart.
Heather: A chicken crossing the road is poultry in motion.
Anne: A plateau is a high form of flattery.
Heather: It's hard for a depressed turtle to get out of his shell.
