I'm a joker
(Actually, I'm just a midnight toker, thanks to my neighbor. Although I do play my music in the sun.)
It occurred to me today--well, not for the first time, I guess I should say REOCCURRED to me today--that I don't know any jokes.
OK. That's not entirely true. I know this joke:
Why are you crying?
And the orange-banana knock-knock joke, which I will spare you all.
But really. I don't know ANY jokes. I can tell a funny story sometimes, but a joke? If someone held a gun to my head and told me my life depended on telling one joke, even a very unfunny one, I couldn't do it. I mean, I really couldn't. I would die. I would die right there, a victim of my unfunniness. The headline of my obituary would read: "Swishy, dead. NO JOKE!"
Does anyone know jokes anymore? I've got to believe that even if you don't TELL jokes all the time, you know some. Right? So let's hear 'em. Tell me your favorite joke so that, should I be held hostage by a master riddler someday, I can emerge unscathed. If you make me laugh, bonus points. And hey! Maybe even a prize.