Tuesday, 13 May 2008
The music doesn't matter anymore
“Shabba!” yells the man on the radio, in a groundbreaking moment of post-modern comedic clarity. There is a pause. “Shabba!” he shouts again. After a few background laughs, a voice yells “ting!”. More laughs. “Shabba!” yells the man once more, before a button is pressed in the studio, causing another voice to shout “Charlie Murphy!” By now, the laughter in the studio is quite pronounced.
Friday, 1 February 2008
A joke
Quack quack quack quack, quack quack.
Quack quack quack.
"Quack quack quack-quack quack quack quack?" quack quack quack.
"Quack," quack quack quack, "quack quack quack quack-quack-quack quack quack!!!!!!!"
I tell you what, if you spoke duck you'd know just how fucking funny that joke is.
Quack quack quack.
"Quack quack quack-quack quack quack quack?" quack quack quack.
"Quack," quack quack quack, "quack quack quack quack-quack-quack quack quack!!!!!!!"
I tell you what, if you spoke duck you'd know just how fucking funny that joke is.
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