Mother Lover | Joke
Every now and then, we let our resident know-it-all out of the cage — you know, the place where we keep the gimp — for a truly tasteless joke.
Every now and then, we let our resident know-it-all out of the cage — you know, the place where we keep the gimp — for a truly tasteless joke.
Sometimes when you’re feeling worthless, cold hard cash and nihilistic humor are the best remedies. Political correctness just makes it worse.
Talent Schmalent: If you’re a performer, chances are you’ve performed for a house of crickets. No? Well, there’s still time.
Hang up and try again. Perhaps you’ve got the wrong number. Could this be the magic at last? You know I can’t smile without you.
WORKPLACE TROLLS AND TERRORISTS: Watch your step at work. There are, most likely, one or more evil co-workers burying landmines in your path.
I can’t date a narcissist. You see, promoting the illusion of my own importance to my many imaginary fans takes up all my time.
What’s your Native American Name? It might be something really lovely and inspiring. Something you can be proud to repeat. Or . . .
If you’ve ever worked for a guy who should have been an interrogator at Guantanamo, or a third-world dictator, then this bartender joke is for you.
This Wilde-like quip is not exclusive to me. It can be used by any smart, handsome feller who is . . . still single.
Humor Alert: This is not a put-down of gay people or gay churches. So snowflakes . . . please keep your thumbs-down to yourselves.
This joke kills. Drama Queen humor. A lot of comedy comes from the fear of death. Or is it the other way around?
DOCTOR JOKES: A fine tradition. My contribution to the canon. And if you’ve never contributed to a canon, be sure to do so from behind.