Relay-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site utzoo.UUCP Posting-Version: version B 2.10.2 9/18/84; site sfmin.UUCP Path: utzoo!watmath!clyde!burl!ulysses!mhuxr!mhuxn!mhuxm!sftig!sfmin!ebl From: ebl@sfmin.UUCP (E.B.Levine) Newsgroups: net.jokes Subject: Re: A Different Kind of Joke - Help Requested Message-ID: <635@sfmin.UUCP> Date: Fri, 20-Dec-85 11:06:35 EST Article-I.D.: sfmin.635 Posted: Fri Dec 20 11:06:35 1985 Date-Received: Sat, 21-Dec-85 05:35:45 EST References: <811@h-sc1.UUCP> <713@unc.unc.UUCP> Distribution: net Organization: AT&T Bell Laboratories, Summit N.J. Lines: 36 > In article <811@h-sc1.UUCP> shiue@h-sc1.UUCP (steve shiue) writes: > > > > I was wondering if anyone out there in net.land could provide > >me with examples of those long excruciating kinds of jokes with > >no real punchline- well, perhaps I would do best by providing an > >example: > > > There's the joke about the talking jackass. There was this guy > walking throught the desert with his talking jackass. The jackass was > getting very thirsty, but his master would never give him any water. > Every time they stopped at a watering hole the Jackass would say "Master, > when can I have some water?" and the guy always says "Be patient Jackass, > be patient." > Basically you keep repeating the bit about the watering hole until > someone finally asks you when the joke is going to end and you say > "Be patient, Jackass, be patient!" > Ok, try this one. Did you hear about Motor Worm? You invent this long involved story about a worm who has the nickname "Motor" because he's always rushing about in the farmer's private garden and he's always so restless. You go on to tell about how bored Motor is on the farm and how he longs for the big city. He hops a ride in the pants cuff of a traveling salesperson and gets carried into town. After many side trip (how many only you can control) he makes it to the top of a tall building and looks out on the world. Of course he's sad and misses home. He hitches a ride back into farm country (aboard a tractor shipment?) and jumps off when the area looks right. Lo and behold he ends up in the same garden patch (no surprise). Injured but thankful to be home he chews his way into a nice big tomato. The next morning the farmer comes out and picks that very tomato. Here's where you stop and wait for the "Well ???" Outboard Motor, get it?