Here. Have a laugh on me.

You’re welcome.

As for me, I hate telling jokes. I always tell them wrong, and nobody laughs and in the ensuing silence I can hear crickets ten miles away chirping. It’s humiliating.

In fact, there are only two jokes I tell, and that’s because it’s almost imposssible to screw them up. Also, they’re funny in a most stupid way, so people don’t as much laugh as make grimace faces and roll their eyes.

Why don’t cannibals eat clowns?
They taste funny.

Ba-dum-bum! (See? You’re rolling your eyes now, aren’t you?)

Why don’t they play poker in the jungle?
Too many cheetahs.

Har-har-har.

Okay, I’m done……