This entry brought to you by late afternoon blahs.

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So I was talking to forochel and it was pretty good! We talked about being gay and coming out and the Straits Times and other things, and I started talking about columnists I hated, and my least favourite kind of columns. Specifically those of the "men are from Mars, and women are from Venus" kind. And I said this:

"idk. usually it turns out, like: so women are neater/tidier/smarter/more put together than men (wink wink). but men are funny! I, a man, am funny! I am writing this column about how women are better and it's not sexist at all! but women are sooo uptight!"

So, you know, screw that shit. Let me put this another way: sometimes I am funny. Sometimes I am not! Sometimes I fail to see the inherent humour in something -- you know, you'll watch a video or look at a ridiculous picture and you'll be like, "Oh, this is okay," until someone's like "... PINK SOCKS. PINK SOCKS." and then you realise that pink socks are pretty ridiculous and funny! That's not just me, right? The Internet just makes things funnier some days!

But my point is. Fangirls are the funniest people I know, and we don't have to prove anything, but you should tell me a joke. Yes?

Comments

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

We are indeed HILARIOUS. As evidenced by all the hilarimazing dialogue in the stories we write.

But joke! Well, true story, anyhow. So a rubber connotes different things to British people and American people, right? When my brother was in first grade in the US, a mean kid in his class kept stealing his eraser, and my mom, being schooled in British English, wrote a note that said, "Jordan keeps stealing E's rubber and it makes him very sad." OOOPSIES. A very precocious first grader, my brother.

[pearldrop.livejournal.com]

My two favorite jokes - highlight for answer!

What is brown and sticky? A stick!

What is green and fuzzy and if it falls from a tree it will kill you? A pool table!

[nova33.livejournal.com]

People re-hashing the same old gender stereotypes = not my idea of a good time. "Oh, and hey, while we're at it - women are bad drivers, too! But that's okay, because men can't ask for directions!"

Um...okay, this is my family's favourite joke, and it is appalling, but we are all a bunch of dorks.

Why don't seagulls fly over bays? (scroll over for answers)
'Cause then they'd be bay-gulls! (Say it outloud...)

Also: What lies at the bottom of the ocean and twitches?
A nervous wreck!

Clearly we like our puns.

[kickingrad.livejournal.com]

Personally, I think that I'm hilarious. Unfortunately, no one else does. (I'm one of those lame-os who says something and then laughs for like 10 minutes by herself.)

There was this really elaborate and really, really filthy joke I used to tell at school about a nun and a taxi driver, but I cannot for the life of me remember it.

I got sent out of a history class at college once after the dude next to me told me a really stupid not-even-joke in the middle of a lecture about Mussolini: A strawberry and an orange are sitting in a bubble bath. The strawberry says, "Could you pass the soap?" and the orange says, "I can't, I haven't got any arms!"

I cracked up because it was so rubbish and was made to stand in the hall for being disruptive. (I was 18, I might add.)

The other really stupid one I love is the interrupting starfish.

you: Knock knock.
them: Who's there?
you: Interrupting starfish.
them: Interrupting starfish wh-- *interrupted by you smooshing your palm into their face.*

[ivyenglish.livejournal.com]

I don't have any jokes for you, but I do want to say you're awesome. :D

[salomemorning.livejournal.com]

why do you ask, two dogs fucking?