Bad Joke?

I want to preface this by warning you that this is basically an incomplete joke. I like the idea of the joke but I don’t think I wrote it properly for it to be funny. This is the second time in a row that I’m prefacing my blog. I hope I don’t get used to prefacing my writing to excuse myself from writing it well enough to be self-explanatory.

I’m terrible with girls and it’s mostly because I’m too passive so I never say or do anything. I exercise too much restraint when interacting with them to the point where I might as well be a rock. That’s one of the main reasons I’ll never get a girlfriend. Some girls might say that I would be more fun if I just loosen up and do what I want instead of overthinking things. Well, they’re wrong. If I just follow my basic desires, someone would get raped. And by “someone”, I mean me, because I would be in prison for having committed a crime, because it’s a crime to rape some poor girl. And by poor, I mean unfortunate. I don’t think I would exclusively rape a girl for having no money.

I had a preface so I might as well include some closing words. The main joke I wanted to test out is to make the reader think the person is suggesting that he raped someone… or maybe he didn’t… oh wait, he did… I wanted to deliver these two twists within the span of one sentence. I don’t think it worked and I don’t think I explained it very well either.


My Dumbassery Part I

Let me start off with a bad joke. I’m a really cheap person so I try to get 50% off everything. If someone asks me to give them my 2 cents, I’ll bargain to give 1 cent. …I’m not proud of that joke at all. Those who might enjoy it, enjoy. Those who find it lame, I agree with you. I guess it befits the title that I’m presenting a joke I don’t even like.

Anyway, I went to a computer store yesterday to buy a new hard drive. I filled up my 2tb with porn already so I need a new one. Just kidding, only 120gb of it is porn. I picked out a 3tb hard drive for $140 and lined up to pay. I only had around $80 cash so I was going to use my credit card. But then the machine asked me for a pin and I didn’t know I had a fuckin’ pin. It never asked me for a pin before so I don’t know it and I couldn’t pay. The cashier had already printed out the receipt and bagged it and everything. There was nothing I could do, I simply didn’t have enough money. I wonder how often this happens. I wonder how many dumbasses tries to buy something without enough money. Here’s a Louis CK joke that’s very related to this: