This world is deadly serious right now, we need something to laugh about, its as much fun to see the reaction of the offended person, as it is to see the reaction of the person when they realise ( if they ever do) they made a big mistake.
One classic we recently heard again, was Bert and Muhammad Ali at the logies.
Another, perhaps more serious was President Bush on a warship saying they won the war, or Trump suggesting shining a bright light inside the body.
But there was a funny one last night, when Mariah Carey said Hi to Maleed Aly.
A co worker that I was great friends with once walked into work. She looked really nice, I told her she looked glowing( she really did).
We joked that she might be pregnant. We joked about it for the rest of the morning, I even drew a caricature of her pregnant. She thought it was hilarious. Came back after lunch to find out she had gotten a pregnancy test during her lunch break( she thought it would be funny)……turned out she was pregnant.
I was once about to walk out of a shopping centre carpark when I noticed a line of trolleys getting away from the trolley guy. I stepped over and helped him grab them before they started rolling down the hill towards the road, and as I did I asked him if he needed a hand. He gave me a filthy look and a few choice words, and I wondered what I’d done wrong. I hadn’t noticed he was an amputee, and he thought I was trying to be funny.
When I was young I worked for a few weeks at a Theatre in the city. The boss was an older lady, a little vague, but she’d been there years and being young you don’t really question much. Anyway, one evening in my first week the foyer is filling up, half an hour before performance, possibly 200 people or so in their finery milling about. Out comes the boss from the toilet, streaming a 4-foot long tail of crinkled dunny paper. She got right across the foyer too, every head turning her way - I was frozen to the spot, I didn’t know what to do. She retired the following week.
The first Christmas I spent with my in-laws was a special day as my partner’s grandmother was allowed home from hospital to spend the day with her extended family.
I was given the honour of carving the turkey and thought it was appropriate to offer old Nana the coveted parson’s nose given her seniority and in recognition of her attendance on what was clearly a big occasion for all present.
As I was discreetly informed later on, she had been in hospital receiving treatment for rectal cancer and a particularly sensitive part of her anatomy had been sewn shut.