More nothing
Oh--almost forgot.
Last night I dreamed I was sitting in a big round booth at a bar, a lot like the old Les's Lounge, with all the good old crowd around. All of a sudden you and Sp. came running up, all breathless and laughing, to tell me the following joke:
You: Knock knock!
Me: Who's there?
You: Bowl of soup!
Me: What kind of soup? I mean, Bowl of soup, who?
You: I don't know! I don't know any knock knock jokes!
Thank goodness you're funnier than my subconscious.
posted by tornadia @ 6:34 PM
2 Comments:
oh, how generous is the memory.
When I woke up I repeated it over and over to myself so I wouldn't forget. Then I forgot for about 6 hours, and it popped back into my head, and I thought "maybe I didn't need to work so hard to remember the joke, specifically..."
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