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I'll have to work at determining a cut-off point, but it appears "those under forty" (??) may not have heard the over-used jokes from the days of the Catskills Circuit (queue Dirty Dancing) or those routinely used by "Mad Magazine". Case in point:
I was passing by my boss as he was chatting with some co-workers and noticed he had a four-foot step-ladder with the wrapping still intact in one hand. I wandered by and whispered, It's a ladder, into his ear. His response was, Yes, it's for Eddie, but why would Eddie need a ladder?
Perhaps he wanted to get a step up in life....
Ba-da-bing!
No one groaned; it was new to them.
("Thank you, folks; I'll be here all week!")
I was passing by my boss as he was chatting with some co-workers and noticed he had a four-foot step-ladder with the wrapping still intact in one hand. I wandered by and whispered, It's a ladder, into his ear. His response was, Yes, it's for Eddie, but why would Eddie need a ladder?
Perhaps he wanted to get a step up in life....
Ba-da-bing!
No one groaned; it was new to them.
("Thank you, folks; I'll be here all week!")
