Earlier today I made a joke about the Bee Gees (aka The Artists Formerly Known as Les Tosseurs) which fell on deaf eyes. Yesterday I made a jokey reference to Ayers Rock so obscure that even I would struggle to explain it to myself.
Last weekend we were at a friend’s house. Mrs Moose noticed in the hallway what later turned out to be a modern (rubber) hula-hoop, and I told her that it was a spare tyre for a penny-farthing.
The stoniest of ground!
This happens all the time… could it be that my jokes fail because my imagined audience is basically me and the people I knew at college when I was seventeen (who were, as you might imagine, a bunch of drunken wazzocks)?
Could it be that a joke that you have to explain in infinitesimal detail just isn’t a good joke?
… or am I just too good for you all?
Whatever, deposit your failed jokes here and let’s have a good laugh. Maybe.