I don't get jokes.
People tell me jokesall the time,
and I just don't get 'em.
It's weird, right,'cause I'm a writer.
I'm a comic.You'd think I'd get jokes,
but I don't.I don't get no jokes.
One time, a friend of minecalled me up
and asked me to help himwith something.
Like, I just didn't get it.You know, he called me up.
He was like, "Hey, Deon,can you help me with something?"
I was like, "Yeah."He was like, "All right.
What has a little dickand hangs down?"
I'm like, "I don't know."He was like, "A bat."
I was like,"Oh, okay."
Then he was like,"Now what has a big dick
and hangs up?"
I'm like, "I don't know."
Then he hung up the phone on me.
I was like, "Man,what happened to my signal?"
So I called him back.
I was like, "Hey, I don't knowwhat just happened to my phone,
but what was you saying?Say that again real quick."
He was like,"What has a little dick
and hangs down?"
I'm like, "A bat."
He like, "Now what hasa big dick and hangs up?"
I'm like, "I don't know."And then he hung up again.
So now I'm outside doingthese karate moves,
trying to find a frequencyon my phone.
"Yeah, it's me again.I'ma stay still while I got you.
But little-dick bat--I got that part.
Now what's after that?"
Hung up again.
I was like, "I hate AT&T."
I ended up texting him.
I was like,"What's after...
This motherfucker texts me back,
How you gonna hang upon a text message?