Delaware

January 17th, 2008

I once went out on a date with a guy who told the same joke over and over. About Delaware, no less. Because honestly, if you were going to use the same material couldn’t you at least find something more interesting?

He told me the joke when we met at a party. He told me the joke when we went out to dinner. And he told me the joke again when he finally called me two weeks after said date and I was seeing someone else.

I never had the chance to even tell him that though. During that last phone call he drove through a tunnel and his cell phone cut out. We never spoke again. Which is just as well because that damn joke wasn’t even funny.