The discussion revolves around sharing and enjoying "lame" jokes, with participants contributing various puns and one-liners. Jokes include classic setups like "A duck walks into a pharmacy..." and "Why did the chicken cross the road?" along with playful wordplay, such as "What do you call a boomerang that doesn't work? A stick." The humor is characterized by its groan-inducing quality, with many jokes eliciting laughter despite their simplicity. Participants also engage in light banter about the nature of humor, with some jokes being deemed too funny to qualify as "lame." The thread highlights a shared enjoyment of corny humor and the camaraderie that comes from exchanging jokes, creating a lighthearted atmosphere.
Yep, it's one of nature's wonder how something can turn from absolute cuteness into pure horror!
I recall reading (in a New Scientist article, so treat with appropriate caution) that during the teenage years the brain undergoes a radical change in how it models other people. Which means that there's a window where they have neither a childish nor an adult notion of other people as anything really different from furniture. Which means they can become little [insert descriptive of choice here]s because it's difficult for them to conceive of why they shouldn't behave that way, let alone actually not do it.
True or not, I cling on to it as a source of patience...
seems likely to remain not funny for the next seven or eight years
Mark Twain said:
“When I was a boy of 14, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be 21, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years.”
Yeah, the dinosaur would need a snorkel and mask at the very least
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This is true, I tells ya...
Two baseball announcers, Harry and Pat, are carpooling to the field, and Harry, the driver was flying, doing about 90 on the parkway when a police car pulls them over. And Pat’s like, “Oh, you're in trouble here, Harry,”
Harry laughs, and says, “Wadda you mean, I'm a broadcaster for the best club in the league. I'm never in trouble, okay. You watch this. I'll get out of this ticket. No problem.”
So, the police officer walks up the driver’s window and asks, “Can I get your license and registration, please?”
And Harry says, “You know, Officer, I would give you that, but this is a stolen car.”
The police officer is shocked and immediately alert, so, he says, “Sir, would you mind getting out of the vehicle?” Clearly, he’s sensing something is going on, so he follows up with. “Is there anything else you want tell me?”
Harry comes straight back with, “Well, to be honest with you, I've got a loaded gun in the glove compartment.”
Now the police officer has his hand on his own gun, but he stays cool and demands, “All right, sir, can you come on out here, now please.”
And so, Harry gets out of the car. Then the police officer says, “Anything else? Because I'm going to call my partner now, so now’s the time if there’s anything else you want to tell me?”
Harry looks a little askance and says, “You know, if we're going to get right down to it, officer, I have a dead body in the trunk and I'm on a little bit of a timeline here.”
So now the policeman has Harry and Pat out of the car, and he’s going through the vehicle very carefully. As he is doing this, the other policeman comes over. Seeing the two announcers, his eyes go a bit wide as he recognizes them and he asks, “Excuse me, sir, can I talk to you?”
And Harry answers, “What is it, Officer?”
“Well my partner said that you said this was a stolen car. But it's registered to you. He said you have a loaded gun in the glove compartment. There's nothing in there but insurance papers. And he said you have a dead body in the trunk and all you have in there is golf clubs.”
Harry looks the cop dead in the eye. Then he scowls, “And let me guess, that son of a ***** told you I was speeding too.”
This was told by Ryan Dempster on an episode of NPR's Wait Wait Don't Tell me. Harry is Harry Caray and Pat is Pat Hughes, and even having read my reworking of his telling of the tale, it's worth listening to him tell it.
Police have arrested the world tongue-twister champion.
I imagine he'll be given a tough sentence.
Apparently the cops used to use tongue twisters as sobriety tests in the days before cheap portable breathalysers. The BBC panel show QI did a segment on it, concluding that (even sober) they'd just pay the fine and save themselves the bother. "Imagine an imaginary menagerie manager managing an imaginary menagerie" was my favourite.
The Perks of Being Over 60...
1. Your supply of brain cells is finally down to manageable size.
2. Your secrets are safe with your friends because they can't remember them either.
3. Your joints are more accurate meteorologists than the national weather service.
4. People call at 9 PM and ask, "Did I wake you?"
5. People no longer view you as a hypochondriac.
6. There is nothing left to learn the hard way.
7. Things you buy now won't wear out.
8. You can eat dinner at 4 P.M.
9. You can live without sex but not without glasses.
10. You enjoy hearing about other peoples operations.
11. You get into heated arguments about pension plans.
12. You have a party and the neighbours don't even realize it.
13. You no longer think of speed limits as a challenge.
14. You quit trying to hold your stomach in, no matter who walks into the room.
15. You sing along with elevator music.
16. Your eyes won't get much worse.
17. Your investment in health insurance is finally beginning to pay off.
18. You can't remember who sent you this list.
