Two fonts walk into a bar.

[benburch]

The bartender says to them, "Get out! We don't serve your type here."

[Crazy Guggenheim]

1. Ooohh. That hurts.

[DS1]

2. I thought it might be a "you're not my type" answer

:-)

[stepnw1f]

3. lol (nt)

[youthere]

4. Boo! Hiss!

[El Fuego]

5. yuk yuk

[giant_robot]

6. A piece of string walks into a bar...

...the bartender says, "Get out! We don't serve string here!"

Later on, the piece of string walks back into the bar, looking tangled up and rough around the edges.

"I told you we don't serve string here!" said the bartender, "You're a piece of string!"

"No," said the piece of string, "I'm a frayed knot!"

[bertha katzenengel]

7. Yes!

:rofl: I heard that from my Dad years ago. He told it REAL deadpan. Made it a stealth joke.

Said the punch line real casual:

"Nope, 'fraid not..."

:rofl: Thanks for revisiting one of my favorite jokes!

[giant_robot]

8. I think you're the only one who'll thank me for that groaner, Bertha!

:hi:

[bertha katzenengel]

9. What can I say? My dad is the self-proclaimed "King of Corn."

Literally. Not only are corny jokes his stock in trade, but he hails from Corn, Oklahoma. No shit.

His favorite: as a boy he was a farmer (what else does one do in Corn, OK, in the 40s and 50s?). One day, he told me, it was so hot that the corn popped right off the stalks. The cows thought it was snowing and froze to death.

His real talent is making you laugh at every last one of these. His simple joy is infectious.