Hey everyone!
Thanks to everyone who showed up, despite the turkey face we gave you. Truly, we are thankful for every last one of you. If it wasn’t for your continual supply of awful jokes, there would be no…
And that would be a horrible thing, am I right?
For our newbies: Bad Joke Monday is where people leave jokes in the comments and the next week, some sort of illustration magically appears to accompany them.
And somehow this happens even if the joke is deemed completely unillustratable. (Yes, that’s a real word.)
Speaking of unillustratable, just last week three of you gave me some real puzzlers. But hey, no worries — the Feeding on Folly team persevered!
And so here we are, thanking you for the challenges.
*grits teeth*
Yep. Yessiree. We got nothing but thanks.
For instance, here’s a huge thanks to WD from WD Fyfe, who gave us not one, but TWO jokes that we had no idea how to illustrate…
How many millennials does it take to change a lightbulb? One.
They put the bulb in the socket and wait for the world to revolve around them.
And…
How many millennials does it take to change a lightbulb? None.
They much prefer to be offended by the darkness.
I admit, my inability to draw these jokes had more to do with my ineptitude as an artist. Meaning I have no clue how to draw a guy in their late 20s to 30s.
And then there was the fact that I birthed a millennial and as a mama proud of her son’s lightbulb-changing talents, my thoughts naturally turned to another possibility…
So thank you, WD, for the challenge. 😉
Next up, Moonstone Mary gave us a different sort of challenge that came thisclose to doing us in:
Barenboim, Levine and Mehta all went down in a plane crash. Who survived?
Mozart.
My first thought: Gather images of the three conductors and put them on a plane.
Second thought: Then what?
Subsequent thoughts: How does Mozart fit in? Is he the pilot? Does he parachute out? What does the caption read?
Will anyone understand it? Will I?!
Do you see where I’m going with all this?
In the end, I must give a huge thanks to Moonstone Mary. Not only does she keep us on our toes musically speaking, she expands our artistic horizons by giving us a reason to draw someone in a straightjacket.
Truly, my heart is full.
For our third puzzler of the week, we have Lynette d’Arty-Cross from In the Net!, who handed us a seriously funny joke, but we were at a loss how to draw it…
I broke my finger last week.
On the other hand, I’m okay.
Actually, at one point I came up with a truly brilliant idea how to illustrate it. I mean, honestly, it was stellar! But then I woke up and didn’t remember a dang thing.
Sigh.
In the end, the Feeding on Folly Production Team had to admit defeat and give Lynette a hearty round of applause…
Get it? We’re giving her a hand?
(Yeah, I know. It was the best we came up with.)
In case you’re wondering, to the left there is our Editor, who clearly puts more effort into correcting grammar than combing her hair. In front is our Reporter, who failed to uncover anything for the previous three jokes, yet still found time to pull together a cute outfit? That leaves our Writer/Rookie Artist, who appears to be going through an Emo phase right now. (We think the isolation is getting to her.)
So thank you, Lynette, for stumping us. Admitting defeat is never easy, and yet it is a necessary part of life and indicates growth as a healthy human being. (Oh, that more people understood that.)
Next, we have Andrew of Andrew’s View of the Week, who (thank the heavens!) gave us an easy one:
Why do seagulls fly over the sea?
Because if they flew over the bay, they’d be bay gulls.
Seriously, thank you Andrew! We needed a breather.
Suddenly I’m hungry for bagels.
Finally, we come to Eilene from Myricopia who shared a little conversation she had with her husband:
As we headed down the road, a large bug hit the windshield.
I said, “I’ll bet he doesn’t have the guts to do that again.”
Hubby responded, “Do you know what was the last thing to go through his mind? His butt!”
Seriously, that’s hilarious! Thank you, Eilene!
And with that, we come to the end of another Bad Joke Monday. Please be sure to leave a joke in the comments and check back next week to see its illustration (or our admission of defeat).
Thanks everyone!
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Feeding on Folly 
Why was the turkey arrested?
The police suspected fowl play.
I hope he was able to answer their questions, because I think he was pretty basted.
🙂
Okay, sounds like an explanation is in order. It’s rather typical in an orchestra for the musicians to be less than in awe of the conductor. So it’s common to hear “maestro really killed Mozart” or something of the sort. But of course that would not apply to any groups I am in (just in case any of them should happen upon BJM). Their interpretations of the great composers are oh so marvelous and inspiring.
So in an effort to provide a joke needing no explanation, what do you say to the banjo player in the three piece suit?
Will the defendant please rise.
I suspected that was the meaning behind the joke, but I still had no clue how to draw it. But beings how it gave me an excuse to draw a straightjacket, I really am quite grateful!
PS: great defense! 😉
“My girlfriend broke up with me,” he said ruthlessly.
“I’ve gotta be careful with this chainsaw!” he said off-handedly.
Ah, good ones! And according to Margy’s comment below, jokes like these are Tom Swifties. I never knew adverbial jokes had a name, I just thought they were clever! 😀
Thank you! I knew there was a specific name for them, but I had forgotten what it was.
Since my insect jokes are on a roll:
A termite walked into a bar and asked, “Is the bartender here?”
I almost didn’t get it, then I said it out loud. Bar… tender… Oy! 😀
Hah. Me too.
Same here! Took me a bit of cogitating
Another hand joke and a Tom Swiftie – all in one!
“That’s the last time I’ll pet a lion,” Tom said offhandedly.
“Thank you for introducing me to Tom Swifties,” she said appreciatively.
“Once you begin, it’s hard to stop,” she added repeatedly.
Your captions are hilarious! 😀
Two wrongs don’t make a right but two Wrights make an airplane. 😉
You landed that one nicely, Lynette. 😉
Haha! 😀 You could be a pilot.
That’s a very old, old joke. Has hair growing it. 🙂
😄💇
I know it’s Wednesday but my lightbulb burned out and it was really dark and – well – you know. Anyway, in the spirit of the season. Why did the turkey cross the road? He wanted to make everybody think he was a chicken. And what did the turkey say to the farmer? Quack! Quark! Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
I pleased to report neither of your jokes laid an egg. Happy Thanksgiving to you as well!
Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I have a couple non-Thanksgiving jokes which I hope I haven’t already submitted.
What did the llama say when it got kicked out of the house?
Alpaca my bags.
How did the cheeseburger introduce his wife?
Hey, meat patty.
Oooh, a burger joke AND (*gasp*) a llama joke!
I’m so stinkin’ thrilled I get to draw a llama — how did you know?!
Hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving too, Cheryl!
True Story: We were at Ojeda’s earlier this evening, with beverages flowing and whatnot, and one of our cohorts at the “fully-masked until we get seated, then all bets are off” table uttered a deliciously bad joke. I immediately thought of you, and my general non-participation in BJM, and I felt rather justified in stealing the remark and submitting such as a creation of my own. Sadly, the beverages continued to flow, and my recollections became a bit wispy, to the point that I consulted with Partner about the earlier repartee. He just looked at me as is if he had just discovered something unsavory on the sole of his Converse tennies.
We didn’t really progress any further than that. Because, beverages.
But still, I did think of you, and I hope that you can appreciate my ineffectual effort to be somewhat participatory in BJM. It was a fleeting and mismanaged moment, but still, I tried my best…
Given the fact I had already drawn what needed to be drawn and put the next post to bed, so to speak, makes me a tad relieved you didn’t remember the joke. Still though, it does make me curious.
Was it a bar joke? Those are fun to draw. Darn.
Or wait, maybe the person who said it was looking at a lightbulb at the time? Was it one of those? I can draw a damn fine lightbulb.
Alas, we may never know. 😉