I went to Joke Writing School when I was in my 20s. I think it was a bit of a scam. Our instructor was a real clown. We paid a lot in tuition. And the book fees… were huge. My favorite textbook was “Blonde Joke Essentials: The Theory, Practice, and Origins of Ditz Humor.” At any rate, I don’t think they did such a great job of developing our wit. On the upswing: I did get a free whoopie cushion at graduation. And one of those nifty little buzzers that you wear on the inside of your hand…..
Some of my failed attempts at Joke Writing 101. (Don’t laugh…. although, I don’t see that as being a problem.)
Three blind mice walk into a pub. They are all unaware of their surroundings, so to derive humor from it would be exploitative.
What’s brown and sticky? A stick.
An Irishman walks out of a bar.
Knock knock.
Who’s there?
To.
To who?
To whom.
A man walks into a bar. Except it was a metal bar, like a pole. So he got hurt.
A visibly exhausted and distressed man walks into a bar and orders a strong drink.
“Long day?” the bartender asks.
“No, all days are 24 hours long” the man replies, amazed at how uneducated the bartender is.
While riding down a busy street, a Jew gets a flat tire on his bike. What does he do?
He fixes the tire.
The Republican Party many nominate Donald Trump for their Presidential Candidate. Sarah Palin is pissed.
wow, it’s modeled on the shaggy dog story…all that, just for the punch line. AArrrrggggggg. You must have been a fast learner, it’s perfect.
I know… what I WON’T do for a punchline….
What is the Shaggy Dog Story?????