Tuesday, March 17, 2009

A Little Bit Is Never Enough

Shef's in a knock-knock joke phase. Dan worked with him on this one for 30 minutes the other morning:

Knock knock.
Who's there?
Interrupting Cow

As you can imagine, hilarity ensues EVERY TIME!

So, last night at dinner, we pulled out a book of knock-knocks I think I purchased at a book fair one time. Neither Dan nor I felt the tome lived up to it's title, The Best Knock-Knock Book Ever.

Like, this one is in the book:

Who's there?
Tobias who?
Tobias you need a lot of money.

What? To buy ass? And this is for KIDS?

And similarly:

Rubber who?
Rubber the wrong way and she'll smack you.

Innuendo AND violence?!

Anyway, because the jokes were so bad and because I'm generally sleep deprived, I was weak from laughing by the end of the meal. I couldn't even decipher the text. For example, I told this joke:

Nestor who?
Nestor lives in my neighborhood.

"That doesn't even make sense!" I said, snorting.

"Are you sure you read it right?" asked Dan, grabbing for the book.

It turns out I hadn't read it right. I was, "Nestor lives my neighbor." But that's still not very funny.


Martha said...

Knock knock.
Who's there?
Blackie who?
Blackie Jones!!!!!
Hilarity ensues.
I think you know the story. Perhaps there is something weirdly genetic about thinking knock, knock jokes are funny when they don't make sense.
I love this blog entry.
And you too Kathleen.

Martha said...

perhaps genetic sense of humor would have made more sense. But I know you knew what I meant!

LH said...

I just told teendaughter the interrupting cow joke. she knew it and instantly replied with interrupting starfish. when you're saying "interrupting starfish who," the teller interrupts by extending their hand (fingers spread apart to simulate a starfish) into your face.
it's pretty funny and a good followup.

SingletrackJenny (formerly known as IronJenny) said...

Love them! But I still don't get the Nester one...
Love the interupting starfish too --