I like surreal jokes. Totally daft, and utterly meaningless, but I like them.
"Why did the chicken cross the road?"
"Deckchair"
Try telling that one at a party and see how it goes down. You could watch a room full of puzzled people still trying to work it out hours later.
"Sorry, but that joke you told earlier. You know, the one with the chicken and the deckchair. I don't think I've quite got it. Is there a connection between the deckchair and the chicken?"
There might be an opening for a Surrealist Stand Up. Perhaps as a performance piece in the Tate Modern. ( I won't get started on modern art just yet. That's coming up later in the week ) Then again, if you start to think about it, a lot of jokes start of on a pretty surreal footing anyway. Look at what manner of animals and inanimate objects walk into a bar without anyone being the least bit surprised.
As for a lightbulb joke, well you could put anything for the answer, but you still need to be a bit creative to make it amusing.
Q: How many surrealists does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: Three. One to stroke the large fish. One to fill the bathtub with clocks.
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