You encounter a troope of itinerant play.actors, going through a mock-up of their latest play. It has lots of lame, lame puns in it.
"Ahoy there!" you call. "What is this play about?"
"It is a play on the subject of... words," comes the reply.
"A play on words?" you repeat. Suddenly you freeze up, going rigid at the horrible lameness. "You set this all up just so that you could make that meta-pun?!" you cry.
"Good isn't it?"
You draw your weapon.
You have encountered Play on Words which lunges at you with Soul-Rending Lameness!
Win: it's alright, it's just a common 'tater. No wait, that didn't work.
Lose: Yarr, 'tis driving me nuts! Wait. Sorry, scrap that.