My friend Jeff Cogswell at Q104 (yes, Q104. Not Z103. Not Hal FM. How did that rumour get started, anyway?) is asking his listeners this evening to call in or leave a message on his Facebook page. In order to win 4 passes to see a movie this Thursday night, you have to tell him the world's worst joke.
I have 3 entries, so far, in this far-reaching contest.
Do you want to know what they are?
The first one, Patricia messed up. I called in to the station, 4511043. No one picked up, so I hung up. A moment later, the phone rang. It was Cogsy himself. After I picked up, so did Patricia. She threw off my amazing comedic timing.
Here it goes.
*Ahem!*
Knock! Knock!
(Who's there?)
Bev
(Bev Who?)
Bevore you make decide who had the worst joke, please consider mine.
Patricia didn't get it. Jeff laughed, but I was nervous because my betrothed was also on the line. It could have been delivered better.
Cogsy and I talked for a moment about the amazing "Halifax Radio Memories" Facebook page that you have to join if you haven't already. We rang off.
However, I was undaunted.
Undiminished.
Unwilling to give up!
I put forth two more entries.
Wanna hear them? Or, rather more appropriately, read them?
OK.
Here goes:
2. Why did the monkey fall out of the tree?
Because it was dead!
I was not yet finished. I had to inflict Cogsy's Facebook page with at least one more entry. One more pathetic attempt to win these ticket to some movie I haven't heard a damned thing about.
3. How many women with PMS does it take to change a lightbulb?
WHAT DIFFERENCE DOES IT MAKE??!!!!
So, which one do you think will win, ladies and gentlemen? What is your, er, least favourite joke?
See you tomorrow! Please?
Bevboy
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