Thought for the Day 21 September 2018
Not that long ago, I was listening to the radio in my car. The hosts of the show had a competition going for the best (or worst?) Dad jokes and people were phoning in with their choices. The hosts were then voting on which joke won the prize. For those that aren’t familiar with ‘Dad jokes’, they are usually so bad that, when your Dad tells one, it makes you cringe and look around to check if anyone else heard it. If they did you are immediately, excruciatingly embarrassed. Sometimes, for no apparent reason they are so bad that they make you laugh. So, at the end of a week where I have been working pretty hard and I’m in need of a chuckle, I thought I’d end your week on a Dad joke. I hasten to add that it’s a joke I’ve told as a Dad and not one that my Dad told me. My Dad was very serious and didn’t tell his kids jokes. So here’s the joke:
A noble knight is travelling far and wide, seeking his fortune and looking to help fair damsels in distress. One cloudy night as he is travelling through a deep and dark forest, rain starts bucketing out of the sky. On the now slippery ground, his horse trips over a tree root and stumbles. The knight is thrown and lands awkwardly, breaking his left leg. The horse is spooked and runs away. Now it’s the knight who’s in distress. He can’t walk, he’s in great pain, he’s soaked to the skin, his armor is already rusting and he’s starving hungry. Just then a huge shaggy dog scampers out of the trees and slithers to a halt in front of the knight and says, “You look in some distress, Sir Knight. Can I perhaps give you a ride?” The knight is speechless with astonishment and can only nod in thanks. He painfully drags himself onto the dog’s back and holds on tightly to the scruff of its neck. For hours the dog walks the trails in the forest until, finally, a glimmer of light appears through the trees. The dog moves to an oak door reinforced with iron bands. The knight knocks loudly on the door with the hilt of his sword. In a few seconds, the peep hole in the door opens and suspicious eyes peer out.
“My goodness,” says an old, creaky voice. “What in heaven’s name is a knight like you doing out on a shaggy dog like this?”
A classic ‘Shaggy Dog’ story, I think you’d agree. And a true Dad joke. It’s definitely got the cringe factor and the potential for embarrassment, don’t you think?
And on that note, I wish you all a wonderful weekend.
PS: For those who don’t get it, when I was a kid in Scotland, on a terribly cold and rainy evening, someone remarked, “I wouldn’t even put a shaggy dog out on a night like this.”
BTW: A shaggy dog story is a long and rambling story that usually includes a big build up with complicating action that ends in a silly, irrelevant or anticlimactic punchline.
PPS: Sometimes they are so silly that you just have to laugh.