Hadn't had a chance to hit
McSweeney's in a while. Some good stuff there.
Take, for instance,
"Jokes," by no less a personage than Andy Ritcher. This being
McSweeney's, part of the gimmick is that the jokes aren't exactly funny, per se. This one and the last one are my favorite, but this one's funnier:
Two light bulbs are lying in their cardboard sleeve on a shelf somewhere. The first light bulb is a real nervous type. He's been going on and on. "What if I don't light up? Seriously, what if I don't? I will just fucking die! God, I'm freaking out. And thanks to our fucking packaging, we don't know whether we're in a store or a warehouse, or if we're sitting under someone's kitchen sink moments away from being screwed in and turned on. What if there's something wrong with my filament? I mean, it feels OK to me, but there's not really any way of knowing for sure until I get hit with some current. Sure, I passed the factory test and lit up just fine, but what if ..." The second light bulb has had enough. "Will you shut the fuck up! Just shut up!" There is a long awkward silence. Then the first light bulb says, "Well, what else are we supposed to talk about?"
Like I said, the last one is good too.
And then, of course, there's
"Excerpts from Dagwood Bumstead's Intervention."# posted by
Gerry Canavan @ 1:41 AM
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