Jen and I watched the Lord of the Rings trilogy on Blu-ray over the weekend. Half-way into The Fellowship of the Ring, I thought of a pretty crap joke, viz:
Q: What's the main cause of death for elves?
A: Blowing out the candles on their birthday cakes.
…Elves are immortal, you see. Thousands of candles. Over-exhaustion.
Please yourself. I told you it was a crap joke. But I didn't let that put me off trying to tell it to Jen…
Me: Do you know what the main cause of death is for elves?
Jen: Pixie-matosis.
Damn! That is so much better than my joke.
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Later, as the Fellowship of the Ring were being attacked by thousands of goblins in the Mines of Moria, Jen wondered what in Middle Earth they all ate.
Orc luncheon meat, I suggested.
Still not as good as pixie-matosis, though. Dammit!
My joke is better than yours and I didn't even make one!
Well, quite.