Friday, May 27, 2005

Excerpted from The DCeiver's First Book of Awesomely Bad Jokes About Lauriol Plaza

A priest and a rabbi walk in to Lauriol Plaza.
Hey, Shlomo! Why don't you and Father Bad Touch wait in the fucking line like the rest of us?

Why did the chicken cross the road?
More authentic cuisine at El Paraiso on 14th.

Knock Knock.
Who's there?
Lauriol Plaza.
Lauriol Plaza who?
Mark Halperin.

What's black and white and red all over?
Lauriol Plaza's roof deck, after I dropped exploding zebras on it.

How many Lauriol Plaza patrons does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
Who needs a lightbulb? I can read by the light of everyone's BlackBerry!

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