An elderly couple had dinner at another couple's house and, after eating, the wives left the table and went into the kitchen. The two elderly gentlemen were talking, and one says: "Last night we went out to a new restaurant, and it was really great. I would recommend it very highly." The other man says: "What's the name of the restaurant?"
The first man knits his brow in obvious concentration, and finally says to his companion: "Aahh, what is the name of that red flower you give to someone you love?" His friend replies: "A carnation?" "No, no. The other one," the man says. His friend offers another suggestion: "The poppy?" "Nahhhh," growls the man.
"You know - the one that is red and has thorns." His friend says: "Do you mean a rose?" "Yes! Thank you!" the first man says.
He then turns toward the kitchen and yells: "Rose, what's the name of that restaurant we went to last night?"
31 March 2005
One From the Golden Era
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2 comments:
When I heard this joke, he wasn't extolling the virtues of a restaurant but of a memory-improvement class :)
Hmm... I can't even reconstruct how that would work, substituted with a memory-improvement class. Here it works cuz we are led to believe the restaurant is called "The Wilted Rose" or something.
Uh oh. Moving into the dangerous territory of humour analysis, which EB White likens to dissecting a frog. No one laughs & the frog dies of it.
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