Monday 24 November 2008

I'll tell you the setup for the worst joke ever...

My grandfather spent some time in hospital recently. During his stay he was told he needed a pacemaker. Ironically, it was the pacemaker that finally killed him.

The man was 92, I don't know how they expected him to keep up with the little Kenyan fucker.

So goes one of my favourite one liners.

Chatting to a friend while out for a few drinks last week, the following conversation ensued.

E: Something happened during the week that reminded me of that joke you do about your grandfather in hospital.

TBA: Oh?

E: I love that gag. Totally didn't see the punchline coming first time I heard it.

TBA: Well it helps if you don't telegraph it too much.

E: Anyway, I told the missus during the week... hated it. I don't think she even got it.

TBA: [on a wind up] Ah I'd say you told it arseways. Its all in the delivery.

E: No I told it perfectly - exactly the same way you do.

TBA: Oh? Maybe your timing was off. Let's hear it then.

E: Right so...
My grandfather spent some time in hospital recently. During his stay he was told he would need a triple by-pass. Ironically, that's what finally killed him. The man was 92, I don't know how they expected him to keep up with the little Kenyan fucker.

TBA: Seems fine alright.... I guess everybody's sense of humour is a little different.

2 comments:

sheepworrier said...

Not sure if i asked you before BA, but do you gig up in norn iron much?

The Bad Ambassador said...

Seldom enough sheepworrier.

Actually I'm not gigging a whole lot these days - too busy with work, wedding preparations, sleeping and so on.

Must get the finger out in the new year.