Thinking Up Limericks While Trying to Sleep.

Last night was another tense night on the phone for a couple hours with Neet from Bangalore trying to fix my wireless connection.

When I went to bed, I was pretty tense, so I wrote a few limericks in my mind.

The beautiful young princess from Kent

rode the back of a prince where she went.

Asked a old bloke, is the man broke?

“No,” she replied, “he is just bent.”

What actually lead me there was a punch line from an old grade school joke. I don’t remember the joke (it wasn’t that funny I’m sure.)

The punch line was: “Bennett hell, I think I broke it.”

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Thinking Up Limericks While Trying to Sleep. — 2 Comments

  1. That reminds me of a joke John Irving told in “The World According to Garp”. There were two hospitals in Boston, the Boston Mercy and the Peter Bent Brigham, known in local jargon as the Peter Bent. So . . .

    A man wildly hails a taxi and when the driver stops, he yells “Get me to the hospital right away!” The driver asks “The Peter Bent?”

    “Bent, hell,” the guy says. “I think Molly bit it off!”