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Wednesday, January 11, 2006

The Kind of Joke I Love

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, lyre
Pan’s on fire!
Anyone got any others they’ve made up?

posted at 6:36 am 3 comments

3 comments

My favorite was from the TV show Frasier but I don’t recall how they set it up, only the punch line. I’ll give it a try however.

What did the Greek playwrights wife say when she finished sowing his toga?

Euripides, Eumenides

— added by Pete Lyons on Wednesday, January 11, 2006 at 5:32 pm

Upon further consideration, perhaps that isn’t the same sort of joke.

— added by Pete Lyons on Wednesday, January 11, 2006 at 8:27 pm

Nevertheless, it is adorable! Thanks, Pete!

— added by Susan Senator on Wednesday, January 11, 2006 at 8:40 pm