April 05, 2007
Knock Knock! Who's There? SURREALISM!
filed under: DadditudesMax is taking a keen interest in this whole humor thing, though when it comes to structured jokes he doesn't quite have it down yet. At Passover he was regaling the guests with knock knock jokes, and rather than stick to the two he knows, he was doing a little improv. It went a little something like this:
Max: Knockknock!Bemused Guest: Who's there?
Max: ... ... Cranberries...
BG: ...Cranberries who?
Max: ...Cranberries... don't look at my green! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
BG: ...?
Parents: ??
Max: KNOCKNOCK!
BG: Who's... there?
Max: ... ... ... ... pumpkin...
BG: Pumpkin who?
Max: ... pumpkin... ...pumpkin look at my white! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
We're starting to have to seriously consider the possibility that he's out of his mind.
Posted by rjt at April 5, 2007 05:18 PMWell, at least he quit working blue.
Posted by: KG at April 6, 2007 11:55 AMWorking blue would make him a lot more popular than working esoteric!
Posted by: Procrastimom at April 6, 2007 12:28 PMFor some reason this reminds me of a joke that RJ and I shared, oh, must have been about 23 years ago. (!!!!) I can't remember if he told it to me or I told it to him. I do remember both of us laughing so hard we fell down, but that wasn't an unusual occurrence when we got together. (Having given the joke this build-up it's probably going to strike most people as pretty lame, but we were what, 14 years old?) Here goes:
Q: Why did the blind man become a gynecologist?
A: Because he could read lips!
Not as funny as "pumpkin look at my white," I'm afraid.
PS. Sorry all of my RJ anecdotes date from the 80s. We ought to get together more often. Maybe I should try to line up a national radio program with a real hot chick...
Posted by: KG at April 7, 2007 04:21 PMTom Tomorrow called them insane dwarves.
Posted by: Walter at April 14, 2007 03:00 PM