I don’t usually tell jokes. But that’s the great thing about a blog, you can do things you don’t normally do. Like you should see my costume.
Anyway, I thought maybe on Fridays I’d tell a joke.
This one, the inaugural, was something I read in an article on humor. It was the example they used for a bad joke, versus a good joke. I thought it was the best joke in the article. When I told it to my partner at the time, Marc Sobier, he almost shit.
Q: What’s blond, big tits, lives in Miami?
A: Salman Rushdie.
OK, so it’s a joke that relies on a particular situation at a particular time, namely, the era when Salmon Rushdie was in hiding with a price on his head courtesy of Iran for having written The Satanic Verses. Everyone was wondering where he was. So, if you were playing with your wee-wee and spitting up milk during that time, you won’t get it. But us older folks will.