We never seem to have completed this "humorous" phase. One child will come home with a joke or a riddle, and another will pick up on it, and we'll have days full of "Why did the monkey cross the road" jokes and variations on that theme.
It has been made made manifest to me on many occasions that having taken 4 years of High School Drama has served me well. Living with "funny" children makes me dig deep into my dramatic past:
"Hey, Mama, you wanna hear a funny joke?"
"Oh" I say with a broad smile and only a slight pause. "Yes!"
"Knock, knock"
"Who's there?"
"Isaac."
"Isaac who?"
"Ivan working on the railroad," she sings back, and laughs.
"That was a funny one!" I try on my Thespian chuckle.
"I have another one!"
"Really?"
"Yeah -- Why did the volcano get really mad and punch somebody that commed by?"
"Ooh" (I show a confused and worried face) "Why?"
"Because somebody erupted him and he was still talking and that made him really mad until they said they were sorry!" --Laugh, laugh.
From Sam:
"What do you call a skunk that goes underground?"
"Hmmm.." (I look pensive, even though I have heard this one 50 times already)"What?"
"A SKOUNDHOG!" And he laughs as hard as he did the first time he made it up.
There seems to be so much pleasure in making someone laugh at something clever --
Simple pleasures are always the best.
S0...What do you get when you cross an Agnostic with a Dyslexic and an Insomniac?
Someone who lies awake at night, wondering if there is a dog.
(This is, incidentally, the only real joke I've been able to remember for years now, but it always make me smile.)
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A Welshman, an Englishman and a Irishman were being chased by Farmer Giles with a shotgun. After 10 minutes of running they spotted a barn and ran inside.
Once inside they each hid in a old sack against the barn wall. The farmer went into the barn but did not see where they went, he was about to turn back when he saw three suspicious looking sacks. He walked forward and prodded the first sack with his gun. The Englishman inside said... ''Meow'.'
"Just cats," he thought.
He then prodded the second sack. The Welshman, hearing how the Englishman got off said... ''Woof'.'
"Just dogs," he thought.
As he walked towards the last sack, the Irishman worked out what he was going to say. As soon as the farmer prodded his sack he said... ''Potatoes!''
That's great!
I've never heard that one Jed! Stef, your posts are great!
Ok. From early Jed (if you want one you'll never get Jayne):
Why did the cougar push his best friend the buck off the cliff?
He didn't want a best friend anymore.
Put on your best thesbian for that one.
But here's my all time favorite--you may remember his one:
What has four legs and walks?
Certainly not a dead cow. (hysterical laughter).
If you're really up for a good laugh I could tell you the one about the pink and purple poka dotted ping pong ball with green stripes. Man that was a goody.
Greg--
Was it you that told that hideous joke? Just reading those words brought out a groan.
I totally started laughing when I read those jokes that Jeddie made up -- I remember them so well!
Hey guys I have one too!
Why did the chicken cross the road?
To get to heaven!
Why did Santa say ho ho ho?
Because it was winter! (hysterical laughter)
-- Zach
alright--
now i have one for ya hear goes,
"why did the mother dicde to wright about her olfest daghter on her blog "
--well thats easy shes the only one who is ever courios and inqisitive
and hears a good one ,
why did the mother dicide to corret her dagh ters vocab.
who knows its not her fault she
ACIDENTLY did not spell oldest instead of olfest-- hey it was a typo and hey its probably spelled diCIDE instead of dcde
--abbie
hey... the ping pong ball... there's a glimmer of memory here. seriously, can you finish that?
Ya know, it is said that Ghandi was so spiritually grounded that he could fast for days on end while walking hundreds of miles in his bare feet. He is feet became so calloused that he rarely wore shoes.
Because of he was always fasting and always walking, he was very slight - almost anorexic in appearance. Another contributing factor to his frail figure was his commitment to a holistic vegetarian diet. In fact, because he ate so little he was known to use the rarest varieties of spices in the world in order to at least hold his interest in eating. He was somewhat of an expert on rare spices and loved trying the most exotic flavors he could find.
Indeed, he was a Super-calloused-fragile-mystic-hexed-by-halitosis.
...by far my best since grade school...
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