Jokes demonstrate the value of being concise. Often the punchline is enough, and the set-up is superfluous. Perhaps the same can be said for many presentations and documents, when the executive summary alone is best.
- How do you think I rang the doorbell?
- There’s my thermometer. Now where the heck did my pen go?
- What you mean we, white man?
- OK, but when you pull that thing out, it better have numbers on it.
- Hey, wait a minute. That’s not a duck.
- Wrecked ’em? Darn near killed ’em.
- $10, same as downtown.
- Because goose doesn’t rhyme.
- $2,500.05 for selling your body? Who gave you the five cents?
- Nah, we need the eggs.
- What, and give up show business?
- And the bear says, ‘you aren’t really here for the hunting are you?’
- But the chicken was my idea.
- If I could walk that way, I wouldn’t need the talcum powder.
- You’re Thor? I can hardly thit down.
- Why do you ask, Two Dogs Humping?
- Oppornockity tunes but once.
- I can’t tell you, you’re not a Monk.
- I’ve been asked that question about a thousand times, but never in the pluperfect subjunctive.
- Watson, you idiot. Some thieving bastard has pinched our tent.
- So they don’t whistle on the way down.
- You’d be amazed at the burst of adrenaline you get when you bite yourself in the nether regions.
- Arrr, it’s driving me nuts.
- So I bit him.
- And on Friday it’s your turn in the barrel.
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