The Joke

So lately I've been telling that joke a lot. You know, the one about the squirrel with three nipples.
For some reason, the reactions to the joke are very mixed. All I want to do is make the people a little happier and ease the difficulties of existence a little - but sometimes it doesn't really work.
Needless to say, the failure is mostly entirely my fault. I may be unfocused and get confused with the details.
For example, I often forget to mention from the beginning that our squirrel was a communist, a detail critical to the success of the joke.
And every now and then I accidentally reveal from the start that the squirrel's father's name was Roger, thus completely ruining the punchline.
In short, there is a good reason why I am a professional portrait painter and not a comedian. It's better for all of us...
























