i think i had a reputation once for telling bad jokes, by that i don’t mean humour that was in bad taste or offensive, I mean bad jokes in the sense that they were predictable and obvious…
such jokes were like a horse drawn chariot that is spotted on the horizon, it comes forward gradually with a clippety clop clippety clop in the mind, it manoeuvres into position, and then when the moment is right it arrives, and the joke is delivered, it is spoken
back in 2001 when in bluefields for the first time, I remember eating breakfast with angharad, ben and david on the balcony of an eatery. ben was talking about his student days, I felt it was time to deliver a bad joke – the chariot was spotted on the horizon, it manoeuvred itself into position: “so you specialised in energy studies?” and then it arrived: “…was it tiring?”
predictable, obvious, and bad
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whahey!
I remember it well my friend. Telling bad jokes is not necessarily a bad thing is it?
is it?
hmmm…..
Aye, the chariot metaphor was ben’s if i remember correctly
actually it was mine
I would like to draw your attention to your claim that you ‘used’ to have a reputation for telling unique jokes. This reputation is very much current, and will no doubt outlive us all.
misquote aside, ok you said ‘once’, but it matters not, it is an even greater claim, as once does not even begin to describe your legacy. I am considering a book of Gedi jokes.
It’s not the content but the delivery!
i was in a bad joke slam with 4 year old jude the other day – i was sweating cos he kept coming out with more jokes and then saying ‘now, it’s your turn’ – i think i bamboozled him though with a doctor doctor joke, his brain was working hard to understand the meaning of it, he’s more a knock knock joke child at the moment
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