I've been sick the last couple of days, which means my meals, such as they were, consisted of crackers, 7-up and Popsicles.
Oh so many Popsicles.
And each Popsicle came with a joke on the stick. And the jokes were awful.
Oh, so awful.
Like this one, for example:
Q: What sort of ring did the baseball field get for its girlfriend.
A: A diamond.
How does a baseball field get a girlfriend? And how did it go shopping for a ring? Where does it get a source of income to pay for a diamond ring?
But not all popsicle jokes are bad. Take these jokes from the good people at Brunswick!
Hilarious! Get a box today!
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