“Ok!” I said. Making up jokes is a hobby of mine. We both thought hard for a little while, and then I came up with mine. It took her a little bit longer, but she’s a novice and I am a seasoned Jokemaster.
“Ok, you go first,” I said.
“So two brides are walking in the woods. One says, ‘have you seen my groom? he wants to get married in the forest!’ The other one says, ‘Nope. I haven’t.'”
“The end!” she said. “Oh,” she continued sadly, “I’m no good at making up jokes. I’ve only ever made up two jokes in my whole life!”
“Baby,” I said, “your jokes are the best.” It’s true, too, the other two she made up were really awesome.*
“Ok, what’s yours?”
“Ahem: What are the two parts to a ghost’s wedding?”
“The scare-mony, followed by the creep-ception!”
We laughed and laughed, half out of humor and half out of awkwardness. But that’s still 100% funny.
*Here are her two jokes:
– Two popes are walking in the woods. One says to the other, “You SHIT here???”
– Two pickles are out at the beach one day. One says to the other, “Don’t get a sun-brine!”