It’s mid-October, the sun is getting shy, and as they wind develops a nasty bite, so plummets the mood of all us Seasonal Affect Disorderlies. Today was bouts of sunny with periods of general despair.
Who can save my mood? Who else but my homeboy Sergey and his quaint little search engine.
I type “funniest joke of all time” into Google.
Immediately I’m greeted with a bunch of links pointing to “The 100 Funniest Jokes of All Time”. And glancing at them, it looks like they all point to the same list. That’s very promising.
My lips already tingling at the corners, I click on the link and brace myself.
The funniest joke in the world, ladies and gentlemen:
“Three kids come down to the kitchen and sit around the breakfast table. The mother asks the oldest boy what he’d like to eat. “I’ll have some fuckin’ French toast,” he says. The mother is outraged at his language, hits him, and sends him upstairs. She asks the middle child what he wants. “Well, I guess that leaves more fuckin’ French toast for me,” he says. She is livid, smacks him, and sends him away. Finally she asks the youngest son what he wants for breakfast. “I don’t know,” he says meekly, “but I definitely don’t want the fuckin’ French toast.”
If you’re not yet sitting in the tub with your wrists slit, here’s the rest of the list. Enjoy?
Thank you… for temporarily numbing the pain that shatters my heart, and rips at my soul, and leaves my days forever gray.
Thank you… for temporarily numbing the pain that shatters my heart, and rips at my soul, and leaves my days forever gray.
I thought it was “kind of” good. Maybe you should add “kind of” to the most irritating expressions.
I thought it was “kind of” good. Maybe you should add “kind of” to the most irritating expressions.