I admire people, and a couple come to mind, that always have a joke to tell. It's their thing, and I don't know how they remember them all.
I hear a great joke, and ten seconds later, it's gone! Wiped from my memory forever!
We all sat in bed together the other morning, cracking each other up with 'Knock Knock' jokes.
I don't know where Isabel picked it up from, but her go to joke is The Interrupting Cow. She cracks herself up with it, and seems way too pleased after executing it. She actually tells it amazingly well. I am proud. It goes like this -
When I was younger I loved joke books. I remember borrowing just about every book on the shelf, and then annoying the heck out of my family.
I distinctly remember sitting at the kitchen table, reading jokes from one of those joke books. My mum was pottering in the kitchen, and I must have been driving her bonkers with my jokes.
I am fine delivering them straight from a book, but from the top of my head. No.
I can still appreciate a good joke book, and yes, none of them every stay in my memory, except The Interrupting Cow.
Isabel is quite shy though and wouldn't tell her joke in company over the weekend. Brett and I told it and it wasn't the same.
We stayed at Casa Pelicano (our holiday house in Pelican Point) over the weekend and had a few visitors drop in. Go away, and we have more visitors than we do at home!
On Saturday arvo, some of them joined us down the beach for some surf fishing. Brett got so excited about the HUGE fish he had on his line, which turned out to be a sting ray. Fair to say we let this one go, but the kids had a ball checking it out and watching it returning to the sea, eventually.
I could add a sting ray joke in here, but the ones I googled mostly refer to Steve Irwin, and I'm not going there, so here's a lame arse fish joke instead -
What's the difference between a piano and a fish?
You can tune a piano, but you can't tuna fish.
What did the fish say when it swam into a wall?
Where do shellfish go to borrow money?
The prawn broker!
Why did the whale cross the road?
To get to the other tide.
I know, sorry that was more than one...aren't you glad you're not my mother?
Joining in with Denyse this week for #lifethisweek