Remembered another gag. Be warned, crassness and unsavory language ensues:
There's a monkey sitting on a tree in the jungle and he's got an awful case of blue balls. He sees this lion drinking out of a river with its arse in the air. The monkey thinks to himself 'I could jump down, fuck that lion in the arse, and escape before he knows what has happened.'
He does. The lion is dumbstruck.
Realising what has happened the lion sees the monkey swinging off and gives chase. The monkey is swinging through the trees as fast as he can in blind panic as he tries to escape from the understandably-upset lion.
He comes across a human settlement, swings over the fence, dashes into a toilet cubicle and slams the door shut.
Moments later the lion arrives and throws open the door. Inside is the monkey, sitting on the toilet and hiding behind that day's newspaper.
The lion, breathless, asks "have you seen a monkey come through here?"
The monkey responds "you mean the one that fucked a lion up the arse?"
The lion exclaims "Oh no! You mean it's in the paper already?"
I love that gag, for obvious crassness and newspaper industry reasons.
Over the weekend I wrote about comic book origins, their length being inversely proportional to their quality. Here would be mine:
"As a young boy Stefan Delatovic read comic books a lot. Emboldened by his understanding of big words such as 'temporal mechanics' and 'continuum', he went on to get a job as journalist. When he realised that blogs were free, he took to the digital skies as ... himself."
A Cyclops level of interest there.
What's yours?
Stefan tells stories, writes about stories and tells stories about stories.
4 comments:
I hate that joke!
Yeah, but you don't have a sense of humour for jokes, do you?
Didn't you write in your MySpace profile you don't get jokes?
How can you say you hate a joke when you can't even get it?
Never mind.
I liked it.
Of course I get it. Actually my profile used to say that I got jokes but I didn't find them funny.
This is the joke I thought you were telling when I started reading it:
A koala is sitting in a gumtree smoking a joint when a little lizard walks past, looks up and says, “Hey koala! What are you doing?” The koala says, “Smoking a joint, come up and have some.”
So the little lizard climbs up and sits next to the koala and they have a few joints. After a while the little lizard says his mouth is ‘dry’ and he is going to get a drink from the river. Once he gets there, he leans too far over and falls into the river.
A crocodile sees this and swims over to the little lizard and helps him to the side, then asks the little lizard, “What’s the matter with you?”
The little lizard explains to the crocodile that he was sitting smoking a joint with the koala in the tree, got too stoned and then fell into the river while taking a drink. The crocodile says he has to check this out and walks into the forest, finds the tree where the koala is sitting finishing a joint, and he looks up and says “Hey you!”
The koala looks down at him and says, “Shiiiiiiiiiiit dude … how much water did you drink?!!”
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