Happy 2023, y’all. I would like to introduce Alfred Hitchcock as a master of humor. Enjoy.
Often I let my inner groucho come out for a little looksee. Mostly I do it with language. So here is some thoughts for your edification on Uncle Bardie doing his Uncle Bardie thing.
Language is a wonderful thing I love to play around with. Give me a word like garbage and I am going to be doing a Norm Crosby and say garabage. It’s something I can’t resist.
Did you know there’s supposed to be a funny font? Well, I am here to tell you I don’t think Comic Sans is up to the job. Squirrelly thang, isn’t it? One thing is for sure. It ain’t no Betty White.
Do you know the difference between an optimist and a pessimist? When a pessimist is surprised, it’s a good thing. When an optimist is surprised, it’s a bad thing. Think about it.
Talk about songs. I like to take songs and throw them for a loop. Feliz navidad becomes Police-know-it-all. Don’t think so. Just try it.
And if the humor ain’t flowing. If the laughter ain’t coming out of its hole, here’s some jokes for all you discriminating readers.
Nudist woman says to her friend, “I have a blind date tonight, and I don’t have a thing to wear.”
We all know that strippers are popular for bachelor and bachelorette parties these days. My question is what does a nudist have at their bachelor or bachelorette party? A clotheser.
Nudist mother takes a look at her new born baby and says to the nurse, “He looks just like his father.”
You know what you call a private investigator among nudists? I don’t know either, but it is not a private dick.
What do you call a dad’s bike? A popcycle.
Why is the largest party day of the year in the middle of Lent? I’m talking Saint Patrick’s Day here folks. Think about it.
How do they get those bunnies to lay those Easter eggs? Think about it.
Why is it we go to doctors and lawyers who are just practicing? If you had a plumber who was just practicing, wouldn’t you get rid of him. What happened to my kidney? you ask. Oh, the doctor removed it. Why? He was just practicing. Think about it.
Did you know that Minnesota (mini soda) means little Coca Cola? Did you know that menopause means little hands? It’s pronounced mini paws. Did you know that Minneapolis means little town? Minnehaha is little laughter. Think about it.
And think about this. The Oxford English Dictionary people are thinking about adding Mx to their dictionary. It can be used as an alternative to Mr., Mrs., Ms. and Miss. So, when you get married, you will be pronounced Mx and Mx. Big question. Who will be the Mx and who will be the Mx? Puts a whole new spin on the term mxmarriage, doesn’t it?
Tae boo: to scare the pounds off of you.
Punctuation, punctuation, punctuation. What a pain. Guess that’s why it’s called punk-tuation, huh?
When I think semi-colon, I ask when is it going to grow up and become the colon it’s meant to be. I hardly ever use a colon. That way my writing doesn’t need a colonoscopy.
I do love to invent words like curioddities.
Add –licious (-icious) to a word and you have a new adjective. And it ntensifies the experience. Example: googlelicious.
incidii (pronounced en-sid-dee-eye): more than one incidious. As in: The incidii conspired to make me look like a fool.
Bet you think I am getting geniuser and geniuser. One of these days I too might be the geniusest.
And finally, what do Christmas and hip hop music have in common? Wrappers.
Now admit it. You did chuckle a little along the way, didn’t you? C’mon, adimit it. No? Then why are you smiling?