the bathing, is an issue…

Ember Swift is playing the Marquee on the 27th! YAYAYAYAYAYA! So, like, if I know you and you live in Halifax, reading this has been your agreement to let me drag you to this show. Neener.


My sister found a tape of me when I was about eight years old, telling jokes. Oh, boy, those jokes were the best; I obviously had my routine down, as I led off with this snapper:

Knock Knock
Who’s There
Punch-In-The-Face
Don’t You Understand?

I followed it up with this classic:

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Lettuce
Lettuce who?
Lettuce in, it’s cold out side! BRRR

I’m afraid my adult brain can’t quite grasp the sophisticated humour of the next one, but here goes:

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Dick.
Dick who?

Upon hearing these, I’m just devastated that I didn’t pursue this dream.

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