You know how sometimes when your daydreaming, you slip into a deep place right in the back of your mind. For example the time I was looking at the ants on the floor and It spiralled into a thought that maybe we are just like ants. And as I’m looking down on them now, there’s people/things looking down on us…a bit like a mirror in a mirror, creating a continuous image getting smaller and smaller. So basically I was thinking about a higher intelligence (like aliens) which I know is possible but it’s also completely random for a Tuesday afternoon…I guess that’s what work does to us.
Anyway, so this was one of those times…only this time I was thinking about balls. Guys balls to be exact or testicles if you will. So getting to the point. I was thinking to myself, if guys have two balls…why aren’t they in individual bags? To which my brain then replied…’maybe they didn’t offer them two at the checkout’.
Yeaaahhhh I know, It’s bad. Shockingly bad. But I love them kind of jokes, dad jokes I call them. The wit I got from my dad of course didn’t help my cause. But you know I’ve come out a great person with a quick wit…even if like I say it is bad. So yeah that’s the joke I made. Copyright Natalie Oram. ✌🏼️
If you would like to share my joke to any of your male friends or family I have set up a scenario and wording for the joke below.
Scenario: Lazing around on anyway of the week with said male friend/family.
Hey Ted…If guys have two balls…why is there only one bag?..Did they not offer you two at the checkout? Ba dum bum chush.
Happy Tuesday! 🙈