a good laugh (+ a Dave Chappelle ticket giveaway)
I’ve always favored my fathers dry, sarcastic, distinctly british sense of humor. But sometimes i fear he’s lost all that and just given into dad jokes (see above image for proof). I’m a terrible joke teller. Absolutely awful. I can never remember the punchlines, i get the order jumbled, and sometimes i just lose my train of thought mid joke. Lucky for me, i’ve got a lot of funny people in my life to keep me laughing. Like the force behind Comedy in the Lou, who wants one lucky City in a Jar reader to be laughing Thursday night at Dave Chappelle at the Pageant. Win two tickets to the Dave Chappelle late show (10:00pm) on Thursday, October 30th at the Pageant thanks to Comedy in the Lou.
Here’s how to win…
First, follow @comedyinthelou on twitter.
Then, leave a comment below telling me your favorite joke (of the good, bad, or dad variety).
One winner will be chosen on Wednesday, October 29th at 6pm CST. Good luck – can’t wait to read all your jokes. The giveaway will be open until Wednesday, October 29th at 5pm. You must be 21+ to win tickets. UPDATE: Congrats to Aaron Speropoulos, who thanks to random.org and Comedy in the Lou will be enjoying the Dave Chappelle show tomorrow evening! Email hello@cityinajar.com to claim the tickets.
Rick James: Charlie! There’s a new joke goin’ around – have you heard it? What did the five fingers say to the face?
Charlie Murphy: [doesn’t understand] What?
Rick James: SLAP! [He slaps Charlie]
I ❤ Dave Chappelle
Q: How do astronomers organize a party?
A: They planet.
Did you hear that joke about Ebola?
…
Ahh, never mind, you’re not gonna get it.
#dadjokes
yo mamma is so unfamiliar with the gym she calls it James!
I have a friend that found work circumcising elephants…the pay is lousy but the tips are huge!
Everytime we’d drive by a cemetery my dad would point and say,
“Hey look, a cemetery. You know, people are dying to get in there.”
Ugh.
BB King hired a carpenter to build a bar in his new club in Memphis. The carpenter showed up to look at the space where the bar would sit, and he took out his tape measure. BB watched as the carpet measured the length of the space. After writing the length down, the carpenter walked over and punched BB four times.
BB was stunned and shocked while the carpenter measured the width off the space. BB flinched as the carpenter punched him fire more times.
BB was angry, but the carpenter just went and measured the height of the space. This time BB held up his hands and stopped the carpenter before being punched again.
“What are you doing? Why are you hitting me? ” yelled BB.
The carpenter just looked at him and calmly stated, “Everyone knows that a standard blues bar gets four beats per measure.”
BB King replied “I think it’s actually twelve, son.” And then proceeded to punch the carpenter until the police came.
Yesterday I saw a man at work drinking break fluid and I shouted out, “hey what are you doing?” he answered “Don’t worry I can stop anytime.”
Person 1: “Jeez this Ukraine situation is Terrible. It’s really getting out of hand!”
Person 2: “Why don’t you go Crimea river?”
Wamp wamp waaaammmp
my eight year old: dad – how do you kill a polar bear
me: how
eight year old: you cut a big hole in the ice – open up a can of peas and dump them in the hole – when the polar bear bends over to take a pea – you kick it in the icehole
Did you hear about the cheese factory that exploded in France? There was nothing left but de Brie.
Sorry… this joke was cheesy.
Polar bear..
To break the ice