A duck waddles into a bar and orders a beer. He drinks the beer and waddles out.
Next day, he does the same. And the day after that. And so on.
Finally, the bartender says, "We don't get many ducks in here. Are you local?"
The duck replies, "I'm a drywaller, working on the new office building going up across the street. This is just my after-work beer."
Since it's a large building, the duck comes in for several weeks.
One day, a circus front man asks the bartender if he can put a sign in the window, and the bartender tells him he can, then tells him about the duck who comes in for a beer every workday. The front man gets excited about a beer-drinking talking duck, and gives the bartender his card, and asks him to give it to the duck.
Next day, the duck comes in and the bartender tells him the circus guy really wants to talk to him.
The duck says, "Circus? Like with tents?"
"Yup," says the bartender.
The duck asks, "What would the circus, that uses tents, want with a drywaller?"
Groan, groan, groan--and funny.
I think its an excellent question.
That is so bad I may have to tell it 😦
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