Someone sent me a joke the other day and for some reason it cracked me up. I've told it to a number of people with varying results. When I told it at lunch last week, some people spewed their mash potatoes and other's looked at me as if I had broadsword sticking through my throat. Humor is a weird thing. Some people are good at it and some people struggle. Some people enjoy a good laugh and others think it's a waste of time (I try to avoid these people like they had oozing sores and jumping cooties).
Here is the joke:
"I was walking by a insane asylum recently when I heard chanting from within. 13-13-13. I couldn't grasp why they were chanting. The wall was too high to see over, so I looked for a crack so I could see inside. When I found a place to see through, someone jabbed me in the eye with a stick and immediately they began changing 14-14-14."
OK, you didn't like that one? What about this? Do you know why it took so long to bury the last Pope? They couldn't find the Pope-hole diggers.
Guess I should give up the day job to pursue a career as a comedian.
How about this one:
ReplyDeleteDid you hear about the trouble at the hospital's dance when everyone showed up wearing the same gown?