This, apparently, is supposed to be funny.
A pun by comedian Darren Walsh has scooped the prize for funniest joke of the Edinburgh Fringe.
The 39-year-old, whose show Punderbolt is on at the Pleasance, took first place in the vote by TV channel Dave.
The winning joke was: “I just deleted all the German names off my phone. It’s Hans free.”
If that’s the funniest, then the rest must have been dire. Mrs L and I listened to it being repeated on the BBC Breakfast programme and remained stony-faced. Seriously, this is not funny. Not remotely. It’s just a dreadful, strained pun. Awful.
Levels, I guess. Levels of bullshit postmodern irony that mean terrible puns are actually terribly clever and funny, but only if you’re a trendy and clever sort and thus able to discern the cleverness. Meta-humour, perhaps.
Or perhaps it really was just the best of a pisspoor lot.
Occams razor suggests the
latter.
Please consider, that through the mainstream media, we are being told what should be accepted as telling jokes. Teasing or mocking jokes and intelligent sophisticated wit or satire is not allowed.
There is that. However, I’m inclined to the conclusion that this is over-promoted talentless claptrap.
You’re missing the joke, the idea that one can ever delete digital data without it being forensically recoverable is laughable!
I think you have fallen into the trap of thinking that it is latently xenophobic or sexist so one mustn’t laugh. I jest. Have a nice day!
Nah, it just wasn’t funny.
Maybe Frank Carson had it right: it’s the way you tell ’em. 🙂
I don’t think it would make any difference.
That isn’t a bad pun. It hardly even registers. This is a truly bad pun:
Q: What is red, yellow and green, sits on your shoulder, and shouts “Pieces of seven, pieces of seven!”?
A: A parroty error.
Bring back, “Yes, Minister”, “Spitting Image” and “Not the Nine O’Clock News” – I haven’t had a laugh since.
The funniest thing about these programmes is they weren’t light entertainment or comedies, for the aware they were actually documentaries.
That would have Aussies hosing themselves. Australian comedy is a true oxymoron.
The radio is promoting a film called StalkHer which is supposedly a funny horror film. I always assume that they uses the funniest jokes to promote a film. They have gone with:
Woman: I’m waiting for the right man to come along and pop my cork (or words to that effect)
Man: What are you, champagne?
Not funny once, endlessly on radio ads, truly painful.
Proof Aussies don’t get satire unless it is so obvious and laboured that it ceases to be satire or comedy:
http://www.news.com.au/entertainment/tv/tom-gleeson-criticised-for-deeply-offensive-skit-on-abc-tv-show-the-weekly/story-fn8yvfst-1227500867135
I laughed 🙂
Consult your doctor immediately, though I fear your case is hopeless.
Seriously? You need help.