My Tall Guy and I got in the car the other day to go... can't remember where. Buzzing up the road, we noticed a tiny little toad on the windshield, holding on for dear life. It got whisked away by the wind before we could pull over and let him off, but he landed in the ditch. I think he's okay. It was just really funny seeing that "Oh crap!" look on his little froggy face.
It's just the theme of repulsiveness and darkness in humor. Way back when in the '70s, I believe, there were a bunch of dead-baby jokes and quadriplegic jokes. We're more of a sensitive society now, and whether that's good or bad, I don't know. I think a lot of it had to do with the fact that ethnic and racial jokes were becoming unsuitable for polite society, and I have no problems with that. But like nature, humor abhors a vacuum, and other jokes rushed in to fill the cruel-humor gap. (Blonde jokes started about that time, for that matter.)
Because I know some will be curious, the following is posted not to get a laugh but as an example of one of the dead-baby/quadriplegic jokes going around at the time. So don't read this if you don't want to read a dead-baby or a quadriplegic joke. Seriously.
Q What's the difference between a truckload of bricks and a truckload of dead babies?
A You can't unload bricks with a pitchfork.
Q What do you call a quadriplegic on the wall?
A Art.
Q What do you call a quadriplegic on the floor?
A Matt.
It's just the theme of repulsiveness and darkness in humor. Way back when in the '70s, I believe, there were a bunch of dead-baby jokes and quadriplegic jokes. We're more of a sensitive society now, and whether that's good or bad, I don't know. I think a lot of it had to do with the fact that ethnic and racial jokes were becoming unsuitable for polite society, and I have no problems with that. But like nature, humor abhors a vacuum, and other jokes rushed in to fill the cruel-humor gap. (Blonde jokes started about that time, for that matter.)
Because I know some will be curious, the following is posted not to get a laugh but as an example of one of the dead-baby/quadriplegic jokes going around at the time. So don't read this if you don't want to read a dead-baby or a quadriplegic joke. Seriously.
Q What's the difference between a truckload of bricks and a truckload of dead babies?
A You can't unload bricks with a pitchfork.
Q What do you call a quadriplegic on the wall?
A Art.
Q What do you call a quadriplegic on the floor?
A Matt.
Yup. When people decry the onset of the PC world (meaning politically correct society, not the personal computers magazine), I'm of the opinion that, in a lot of respects, the change isn't all that bad.
Dead baby and other grossout jokes are still very much alive. I heard a zillion of them while visiting with a tweenage boy recently.
Sometimes jokes are horrible, but the are well-crafted and you catch yourself laughing to your own horror. But these weren't like that, they were just, "Urrrrrgh."
At least in the jokes, there aren't any actual fatalities, but this "frog smoothie" thing really bothered me. I probably shouldn't be so squeamish, I eat meat and I'm sure I've caused a lot of pain and terror to animals on my own. But I can't imagine standing there, pointing out which little froggie should die, and watching someone do THAT to it.
Maybe I need to reconsider my meat-eating ways? I am quite certain if I lived on a farm and I was responsible for raising then killing the meat for my own table, it would be a lot harder to ignore the truth of the situation. As I type this, I'm feeling pretty hypocritical. :-/
It's just the theme of repulsiveness and darkness in humor. Way back when in the '70s, I believe, there were a bunch of dead-baby jokes and quadriplegic jokes. We're more of a sensitive society now, and whether that's good or bad, I don't know. I think a lot of it had to do with the fact that ethnic and racial jokes were becoming unsuitable for polite society, and I have no problems with that. But like nature, humor abhors a vacuum, and other jokes rushed in to fill the cruel-humor gap. (Blonde jokes started about that time, for that matter.)
Because I know some will be curious, the following is posted not to get a laugh but as an example of one of the dead-baby/quadriplegic jokes going around at the time. So don't read this if you don't want to read a dead-baby or a quadriplegic joke. Seriously.
Q What's the difference between a truckload of bricks and a truckload of dead babies?
A You can't unload bricks with a pitchfork.
Q What do you call a quadriplegic on the wall?
A Art.
Q What do you call a quadriplegic on the floor?
A Matt.
I haven't seen many of them since the incident. I think they all hate me now. It is a bit early still so I'm hopeful. The little hoppers put a smile on my face.
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