My Joke Collection (#11)

Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through traffic in a car that you are still paying for—in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car, and the house you leave vacant all day so you can afford to live in it.
—Ellen DeGeneres (Wikipedia)

Dang it, Ellen (Don't you just love that we're on a first-name basis?), that's a sad truth about the United States. Sniff, sniff, dab eyes with kerchief. Normal behavior doesn't necessarily mean healthy behavior.

The sentence does a good job of illustrating the whole picture in the joke. Ellen's a storyteller who enjoys carrying the entire audience along, which is real nice of her. She must be strong—the gang's gotta be heavier than a blue whale on Jupiter driving a loaded cement truck.

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Comments

Anonymous said…
The second one at least was less depressing!
February 16, 2007
P.L. Frederick said…
Note: I ended up deleting the second Ellen joke because I realized after the fact that it didn't follow my only rule, spoken or un-spoken: one joke per joke. The deleted one was:

I was raised around heterosexuals, as all heterosexuals are, that's where us gay people come from... you heterosexuals.
— Ellen DeGeneres
February 16, 2007
Anonymous said…
no one says it like ellen...
February 18, 2007
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