Two convicts, Donnie and Old Joe, have been doing time in the same tumbledown prison for decades. Despite their surroundings and having little hope of ever again being free, the two aging men have kept their humor and are always telling each other jokes, to the point that they don’t even have to say the lines but instead just recite numbers to each other that refer to their huge inventory of zingers.
One day, Donnie and Old Joe are outside, walking the yard. Old Joe seems kind of down, so Donnie decides to tell him a joke — one of their dirtier ones — to cheer his friend up.
“Hey, Joe,” says Donnie, grinning. “Number thirty-seven!”
Old Joe’s hangdog expression barely changes.
“Aw, c’mon. That one’s a classic, man,” Donnie says.
“Yeah,” says Old Joe, “But you didn’t tell it right.”
One day, Donnie and Old Joe are outside, walking the yard. Old Joe seems kind of down, so Donnie decides to tell him a joke — one of their dirtier ones — to cheer his friend up.
“Hey, Joe,” says Donnie, grinning. “Number thirty-seven!”
Old Joe’s hangdog expression barely changes.
“Aw, c’mon. That one’s a classic, man,” Donnie says.
“Yeah,” says Old Joe, “But you didn’t tell it right.”
Talk about a zinger. A perfectly told joke.
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