When somebody says …
They love to tell jokes, I back away like a vampire being taunted by a cross. It’s such a turn-off I can’t tell you. Because there are two types of joke tellers, the awful ones that get lost on the way to the punchline, and EVEN WORSE–the ones that milk the joke for forever and tell it “well” so that it takes twenty years to get to the lame one line sentence. It’s like a six-year-old handing you a mud cake they spent forty hours making and expects you to eat it and be happy. Just because you’re stupid and took a long time to do something, doesn’t mean I’m gonna eat mud. In short, I hate anything people call really funny jokes.