This guy walks into a pub and half his head is a big orange. He says: 'I'll have a pint of lager, please.' And the barman says: 'Excuse me, I couldn't help noticing, but half your head appears to be a big orange.' And the boy goes: 'Yeah, had that for a while now.'

So the barman says: 'How did that come about, if you don't mind me asking?' And the boy says: 'I was in this old junk shop when I found a lamp and when I gave it a rub this genie appeared.

He offered me the standard three wishes, and I said: 'For my first wish, I'd like every woman I ever meet to fall madly in love with me.' So the genie waves his genie hands and suddenly there's women looking at me. Then the genie says: 'What will your second wish be?' I said: 'I'd like a wallet with £1million in it, and I can never lose it, it can't be destroyed, and every time I spend any of the money, it'll be replenished.' And the genie says: 'Your wish is granted. Now, what will your third wish be?' So I said: 'For my third wish, I'd like half my head to be a big orange.'

OK, I will admit it: I am a fumb duck!

I don't get it at all ... [smiley=confused2.gif] [smiley=confused.gif] [smiley=duh.gif] [smiley=wtf.gif]

Chuck, the confusedicated one

And I'll admit I'm a "girly man" who didn't want to be first to admit I didn't get it.....................

Guiseppi

I don't get it either.

Chuck, it's not because I'm a woman.  You didn't get it either  ;D

Somedays I feel thick as a plank - today is one of those days - 'cause I didn't get it either.

Carol

Okay---don't be too hard on yourselves it's obscure. Here's the rub:

The protagonist is basically saying 'none of your damned business' to the bartender. Obviously it's a curse that he's got half a head as an orange and therefore makes up the story about the genie (mocking the bartender) by saying he had wished it for himself on the same plane as having adoring women everywhere  and an endless supply of money.

It'll kick in when you read it again.

(a plank :) heheheh..)

notseinfeld wrote on Oct 3^rd, 2008 at 11:20pm:

Okay---don't be too hard on yourselves it's obscure. Here's the rub: The protagonist is basically saying 'none of your damned business' to the bartender. Obviously it's a curse that he's got half a head as an orange and therefore makes up the story about the genie (mocking the bartender) by saying he had wished it for himself on the same plane as having adoring women everywhere  and an endless supply of money. It'll kick in when you read it again. (a plank :) heheheh..)

Nope. It never gets funny.

           Potter

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It'll kick in when you read it again.

Or not.