The ending I tell is “she bent over to pick up a sack of potatoes...”
“I figured not - we’re not welcome at the Safeway anymore either”.
My wife and I just happened to be having dinner at some place with some dumb entertainment once. They asked for folks to tell a joke. My wife nudged me to go on up and tell that one (years and years ago), and I beat out 4 other people and got our dinners and drinks for free!
Here’s my favourite one.
One delightful Sunday afternoon, there was a Newfie fisherman out on his rowboat. Every Sunday he would do the exact same thing, scuttle about for the afternoon and sing his song:
“I’s the guy who buys the boat and I’s the guy who rows it.”
Over and over again.
This Sunday, however, St. Peter took notice of this simple fisherman and his devotion to his one song. So he decided to play a little game.
I wonder what would happen if I took half the man’s brain away? So he prays, and God sees that it is done.
The Newfie in the rowboat stops his cadence, and releases the oars. He picks them up again and starts singing, “I’s the guy who buys the boat and I’s the guy who rows it”.
Just as he has before.
St. Peter is even more amused by this. So he begins to wonder, what happens if God were to take half his brain away again? So he prays and it is done.
The Newfie fisherman pauses in his cadence and releases the oars. Then he begins to sing, “I’s the guy who buys the boat and I’s the guy who rows it!”
So St. Peter, indulging his curiousity, ponders what would happen if he had no brain at all. So he prays to God once more and it is done.
The Newfie fisherman pauses his cadence once more and releases his oars. He picks them up again and begins to sing:
Je te plumerai.”