Saturday, November 21, 2009

Day Three-Hundred Fourteen: Knock knock

Knock knock.

Who's there?

Wendy.

Wendy who?

Wendy wind blows de cradle will rock.



Knock knock.

Who's there?

Anita.

Anita who?

Anita borrow a pencil.



One I like to call the Bachelor Party knock-knock:

Knock knock.

Who's there?

Renato.

Renato who?

Renato gas last night.



Knock knock.

Who's there?

Ears.

Ears who?

Ears one more knock-knock joke for you.



Knock knock.

Who's there?

Ya!

Ya who?

Ride 'em cowboy!!!



All jokes courtesy knock-knock-joke.com, which urges you, "Don't knock-knock 'em till you tried 'em!"

Which isn't quite correct, grammatically, but eh. It's teh Internets.