January 8, 2003

I say, I say, I say...
   by lorie <>

Telling jokes. It's like dancing, everyone has their own peculiar (crappy) sense of humour and tells 'bad' jokes. What gets my goat is when someone has told a joke and is waiting to tell the punch-line but oh no, the listener is busy trying to think up his/her own answer. Jokes are not about trying to be so clever that you can work out the answer, they are self-congratulatory on the part of the teller. A tiny chagrin yes, but irritating, let people have dignity (the unicorn), even if you get the right answer what has been acheived? fair enough, permission to be smug for 5 seconds what more? certainly not a chuckle. Anyway, in an entirely contradictory aside; there are at least 5 answers to this one: Did you hear the one about the cannibal who was late for dinner?

I'll start you off...

He got the cold shoulder.

Published: January 8, 2003
Editor: stacy

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