One person’s desperate foolish hopeful attempt to make you laugh by providing endless hours minutes seconds of laughter. Trying to bring some nonsensical, occasionally relevant, boldly irreverent not too hurtful (I have liticaphobia), touchingly personal, or any other type of humor that I can write. Lastly, here’s hoping you laugh.

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

The Man, the Myth, the Legend



The man, the myth, the legend is a simple story about one man, contrary to what T-shirts say. The man’s name is Dave. The myth is he invented fire. The legend is he invented scented candles. Only one of those is true. He invented scented candles. He told women his name was Dave even though it was David. The name David seemed too formal. On the myth that he invented fire, David only talked about it when he was drunk. David said, “Uh-huh.” David invented scented candles by accident. David produced a pungent odor when at home. This cost him the ability to score on more than one occasion, he always performs an exit interview to find out what he could improve on. Cleaning himself or his place were not appealing options, so he turned his attention to masking the smell with something women liked. He turned to things women liked and landed on candles. The legend gets pretty boring so let’s skip to the end. He would light candles before dates, blow them out before leaving for dates, and then light them once he returned with dates. It was a resounding success. He found that out during the exit interviews. There is the story of the man, the myth, the legend or Dave the candlestick maker.

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