"Two Guys Walk Into a Bar..."
After a long absence (in which I may or may not have been battling the forces of a certain blond hate-bomb), I have the audacity to break my silence only to ask a favor. Hold on though...it is for the sake of art...and I promise it doesn't involve 'N Sync (pictured here, sorry).I need a joke for a story I am writing.
I want it to be told by one guy in his 30's to his two friends (one guy in his 30's, another in his 50's). These guys are all white, have worked as laborers together for a long time, all born in Massachusetts. And I don't care if it is dirty...just so it is funny. PLEASE and thank you.
posted by Mutha @ 6:23 PM
7 Comments:
Wish I could think of a joke for you, but I've never been to Massachusetts. :-(
I can adapt any joke! You don't have to know Massachusetts -- just wanted to throw that in as background. PLEASE!
OK, so two Irishmen from Boston are sitting in a bar across the street from a brothel. As they look out the window, a rabbi walks into the brothel. The first guy turns to the second and says "Oh, 'tis a shame. The whole congregation puts their faith in this one man and here he is a-whoring,"
A while later, the pastor of the biggest Baptist Church in Boston walks right past the bar-room window and into the brothel. "Ya see what I mean, Seamus? Here this guy gets in all the papers talkin about sin and carryin' on and turns up here, right on time. What a pity it is."
The men keep on drinking and the next time they look up, a man in priestly vestments and a clerical collar walks into the brothel. "Ah, Seamus, me boy, 'tis nothin' short o' tragic. One of the girls must be dyin'"
Brilliant! More!
Sister Mary Petronella is sitting the night shift on the geriatric ward, bored out of her skull, night after night, nothing to do but crack into the drug cabinet and start sampling the goods. after a few hours of this she's feeling light of heart and decides to take off her habit and streak the ward.
"Holy Virgin" says old Mr. Delansky as he scrambles around looking for his glasses 'Was that Sister P?'
"I think is was,' says Mr. Bukowski, peering out the doorway 'And her habit needs ironing bad!"
that's just about the least rank joke i know. you want rank? i got rank.
Rank totally works as long it is actually funny. I don't think the guy telling the story would be nasty about women -- he likes women. SO rank, yes...demeaning, no. But what would I be thinking from FN???
I'm not good at telling jokes but my husband is Irish and from the background to which you speak. I'll see what he comes up with.
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