borrowed urine
Well I hope she returned it.
Mmm, post-consumer organic soybean sputum.
There was a nice one on the radio this morning, on NPR, interviewing a NY city congressman about his plan to ban distracting ringtones in the five boroughs. At the end, the regular sponsor/announcement guy came on and said "Weekend Edition is made possible by the Soylent Corporation, makers of high protein food products in a variety of colors. Soylent Green is People." He said that last sentence perfectly, like is was the corporate slogan -- "IBM is People" or whatever. Made me laugh out loud.
I used to work with a bunch of Japanese doctors who were mildly obsessed with April Fools. They seemed to forget the part where you reveal that it was all a joke, and instead, the lies they had told in the years since moving to the states piled up in number and complexity from year to year.
The prof of our lab had previously been at a small university where he shared an office with a nice woman. For April Fools, they told everyone that they had gotten married in Vegas that weekend. They kept it up until both of them moved away to other universities, and they still receive anniversary cards from their previous co-workers.
While the endurance of the lie impresses me to no end, I imagine the private laughter they get out of it pales in comparison to the uniquely American joy one would get from seeing all those congratulating faces fall when they said "April Fools."
Gonerill:
I enjoyed it as well. Good use of April 1 by NPR.
AWB:
I disagree. The best would be the details of the nasty diovorce that are reveal on April 1 of another year.
ie: I found photos of him/her sexing it up with other people.
That would be great, if people kept calling you about the pornographic images of your "wife" online and you could say something cool in response.
11:
"You know that she really is much hotter than she seems in those pictures, don't you? I really hope no one thinks less of me due to those unflattering pictures of her cellulite."
The NPR thing totally had me fooled. I was thinking: wow, this would be a good example in a civil liberties class. I mean, you can't deny that ring tones are other-affecting behavior and very irritating. Still, it didn't seem like you could really getting away with regulating them. What an interesting NPR piece.
Then I heard the Soylent Green announcement.
The part about the Law going into effect one year from now...."on April 1st" was a give-away.
I missed that part. Like most normal human beings, I'm only half listening to NPR at most. In this case, I was One third listening to the radio, one third managing the children, and one third imagining how I would use the issue in a classroom.
I'm a humorless bitch, because it really kind of annoys me to have a news show play april fool's jokes.
Then again, I hate April Fools. Which is a real pity, b/c PK (of course) fucking loves it. So far I haven't reminded him that it's today.
So far I haven't reminded him that it's today.
If he remembers, tell him he's off by a day, and that he missed it. Then tell him the truth tomorrow.
That would be so mean! No, I just asked him if he knew what today is, reminded him it's Sunday, and told him to go look at the calendar.
Sunday April what? . . . Sunday April first? Is today April first? It's April Fools day! YEEEHAWWWW IT'S APRIIL FOOL'S DAY!!!!!!
I predict that the rest of the day is going to seriously suck for everyone except him.
That would be so mean!
It would have been an April Fools' joke with which he could have regaled his friends in later years.
Okay, the truth is he'd have a fit and shout at me, and I'm not interested in dealing with that.
PK is probably at the age when he knows that people laugh at jokes but doesn't quite understand what's funny about them. I remember some of my little brother's jokes: "Why is a dog like a truck? Because it's wet". He had the grammatical structure OK, but not the semantics.
Yeah, it's weird. He does get jokes and occasionally makes up his own--and he likes real puns--but he's not above the complete nonsense pretending to be a joke. Especially when it comes to knock-knock jokes.
"Why is a dog like a truck? Because it's wet"
This is brilliant.
Especially when it comes to knock-knock jokes.
I endured a half hour of these every time I babysat a aparticular 4-year-old when I was 13. They got longer and longer as the months went on.
The one that leaps to mind is:
Knock-knock!
Banana treehead banana silly banana treehead! (collapse into laughter)
Orange you glad I didt'n say banana?
Gonerill: not the boss of me.
Gonerill: not the boss of me who?
Gonerill: apparently the boss of Cryptic Ned.
(Gonerill's joke is a tricky one to tell -- I have tried to do it and been overtaken by events when my interlocutor asked me "Control Freak who?" even as I was trying to deliver the punch line.)
(Gonerill's joke is a tricky one to tell -- I have tried to do it and been overtaken by events when my interlocutor asked me "Control Freak who?" even as I was trying to deliver the punch line.) who?
(Gonerill's joke is a tricky one to tell -- I have tried to do it and been overtaken by events when my interlocutor asked me "Control Freak who?" even as I was trying to deliver the punch line.) you glad I didn't say "bababa"?
My brother's favorite "joke" when he was little:
"Knock knock."
"Who's there?"
"Dan the roofer, roofing your roof!"
Then he'd bust out into uncontrollable laughter.
I'm really, really disappointed that none of the roofers I've been interviewing are named Dan.