Nobody tells jokes anymore. I don't know any jokes. I've never heard a good joke. Right after somebody has told me a joke, I'm apt to sort of smile or fake laugh. Inside, I'm thinking, "This person just told me a joke." And I lose a little bit of respect for them. Rating: 15%
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The only joke I can ever remember is one an old lady told me when I was volunteering at a nursing home. She was really wrinkly and weak.
Q:What kind of bee gives milk?
A: A boo-bee!
I only know two jokes, and they're both about how white people are the devil.
I hate those New Yorker cartoons with a fiery passion.
http://www.racist-jokes.com/
Yeah, it's hard to tell jokes in a pc run-amok world. Hell, today it's hard to even tell some people the truth without them wanting to take you into court with a lawsuit. When I taught in the states, I'd have parents wanting to go after me for even insinuating that their child might have a learning disability or that the kids could benefit from some actual hands-on “parenting.” People suck and then wonder why there are wars/violence/criminals.
What's the difference between America and yogurt?
If you leave yogurt alone for 200 years, it'll grow a culture.
(That's pretty much all I got.)
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