Many of us know the joke about the Communist named Rudolph who was very good at determining the weather, where the punchline is "Rudolph, the Red, Knows Rain, Dear." I made this one up as I sweated over this past week's Sunday NY Times crossword puzzle:
What did Venus say to her musical instrument when she realized that the god of revelry was, at last, in love himself?
Lyre, lyrePan's on fire!Anyone got any others they've made up?