Thursday, November 6, 2008

I wrote a joke.

I'm not a professional, not by any means. And this isn't professional-grade comedy. But I think it's a worthy effort, certainly popsicle-stick quality. By the way, I have a strange mental disorder: I can never remember jokes. So I'll probably forget this within the week. On the upside? It will remain ever fresh, ever surprising. Try telling it to me next time you see me, and amuse yourself with the look of searching and bewildered concentration on my face.

Q: Why don't vultures ever check luggage?
A: They prefer carry-on.

10 comments:

neophyte said...

Um, that's awesome. (My sweetie thinks so, too.)

Dr. Write said...

I love it. It's way better than most Popsicle jokes.

Lisa B. said...

Excellent work, RG. Well-played.

Leslie said...

You totally cracked me up!

Maybe it is a third career?

The Clever Pup said...

I have that mental block too but I wrote some down. I also have a problem with card games.

Q: What do you call a ghost's mum and Dad?
A: Transparents

Q: Why are ghosts bad at telling lies?
A: Because you can see right through them.

Q: What did the ghost teacher say to her class?

A: Watch the board and I'll go through it again

Q: Who did the ghost invite to his party?
A: Anyone he could dig up.

I think they are jokes of quality.

Blue Cheese said...

I think we need to get you (and me) out of the office more.

Renaissance Girl said...

Thanks for the encouragement, guys! But, really, perhaps I shouldn't be encouraged in this particular pursuit.....

Renaissance Girl said...

Also, Clever Pup---cool blog. Thing 1 digs it.

Nik said...

That is good. Very good.

Renaissance Girl said...

good to have you around, nik.