Saturday, 4 August 2012
Jongleurs, The G and The B's baaaa-d jokes . . . .
Yesterday, out and about in the car . . . .
Or as I've started calling it, Jongleurs. This is because it has become The B&G's preferred place for testing out their jokes.
Humour - good, bad or just plain awful - is becoming important around here. In the main, The G's gags are rather more sophisticated than her brother's.
Take this latest routine, for instance:
THE G: "What colour's a hiccup?"
THE B: "I don't know, what colour is a hiccup?"
Deliberate pause for comic effect.
THE G (chortling): "Burple!"
Cue uncontrollable laughter from the back seat.
The G waited until order had been restored before resuming her routine:
THE G: "Where do cow astronauts go to?"
THE B: "I don't know, where do cow astronauts go to?"
THE G: "The Moooooo-n."
Further hilarity . . . .
Things deteriorated from this point, in the main due to the fact that The B decided to test out his own brand of alternative humour.
This involved him taking all The G's best bovine-themed jokes and replacing the cows with sheep. That he didn't think to amend the punchlines meant that these fell rather flat.
Q) Where do sheep astronauts go to?
A) The Moooooo-n.
Unimpressed, The G just sat and shook her head.
"It's just a joke," The B said in his defence. You could have fooled me.
To close his routine The B attempted to adapt the following favourite:
Q) Where do cows go on holiday?
A) Moo York.
His version (this not well received):
Q) Where do sheep go on holiday?
The G began to heckle at this point.
Personally, I'd have gone for Baa-bados . . . .