Fucking Taffy: Part Two

Mar 30, 2009 23:17

Another day, more Laffy Taffy. This time, I'm having a hard time deciding which "joke" is worse, so you, the studio audience will get a chance to vote at the end of the post. Just call 1-800-BAD-JOKE or search Prodigy, keyword "taffy."

1) What did Yes say to No? A: Maybe from Chad D., New Bedford, MA

Chad, not only is this not funny, but it's nonsensical and untrue. Yes would say yes to no. That's what yes does. Unless you're proposing some kind of civil union between yes and no and the only way yes can get out of a 3-hour headache is to compromise and hope for make-up sex, well then yeah, I suppose yes might say maybe. But this discussion is hardly appropriate for a candy wrapper and you should really be ashamed of yourself for sticking your nose in their business.

2) What kind of candy gets the giggles? A: Laffy Taffy from Tim E., Lawrence, KS

Tim, you are such a fucking brown-noser. Gee, how can I immortalize my mundane and humorless existence? I know, all I need to do is make the punchline of a joke the name of a candy known for printing jokes on the wrapper, and wait for all my new friends to remember my birthday. Hope somebody gets you a fucking joke book, Tim.

So there you have it, two perfectly volatile assaults on the world of comedy. These jokes wouldn't get you a pity laugh from your own grandmother, or someone else's for that matter. I've given you some names, some last initials, and some U.S. cities. If we can determine that neither Chad nor Tim is under the age of 7, I strongly suggest rallying together a lynch mob(which I originally typo'd as "lunch mob", something I would also be down for) and upholding our integrity as a country of people who like to laugh.
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