I'm a funny guy.
Really, I am. Lots of people have told me how funny I am. For instance, take my wife.
Listening to the early morning radio, the DJs called for someone to phone in. It was your chance to tell a joke or do a stand-up bit or some such thing. A guy called about a girl who kept sneezing and moaning. She's on this medication that makes her orgasm every time she sneezes. Her friend asks are you taking anything for it?
(That looming bright light is the punch line being telegraphed directly to your brain.)
"Pepper," she says.
That's a lousy joke, I thought. And poorly told. I called up off the air and told them a good joke. It had to do with an old couple in a nursing home. It was pretty funny.
So here's my stab at stand up comedy writing:
I'm a pretty private guy. I like to keep all my personal habits to mostly to myself. So I'm not particularly partial to public washrooms. Even at work. I noticed the other day our washroom at work was re-done so that there's an automatic door because wheelchair people need to piss too, after all.
I don't know what they think of urinals....
So I go to open the new door and - it's really heavy. All that automatic hinge contraption that they added to it, I just about broke my back.
I suppose if I had broken my back, at least I could be happy that now there's an automatic door to the bathroom....
I don't know if it's the same for women, but there are rules in the Guy's washroom. Unspoken and unwritten but, rules. No overt peeking is one. That's just uncomfortable. Some guys don't know the rules. My rules anyway. Because I'm more private about my, you know, habits and stuff. I should post the rule in the washroom because some guys get too friendly.
Not like that, friendly, they just want to talk.
I want to tell them about the no talking rule. When a guy's having a whiz, no talking. You can talk before and you can talk after, but you can't talk during. In fact, the line of demarcation, let's call it, is when the dick comes out. Once the dick comes out, no talking. You must wait until the dick's put back. There is one and only one exception to this rule where you can talk to a guy when his dick is out and that's if the guy's forgets to zip and is on his way out with his dick still out.
At this point you're allowed to say, "Hey man, your dick's still out."
"Oh, " (tucking in and zipping up). "Thanks."
Speaking of religion.
I sent my son to Sunday school the other day. I got him to tell his teacher the two things that Jesus was really into.
"What?" he asks me and I tell him.
Big wave surfing and NASCAR.