“One, Two, Three, Four. You’re Right, There are 4 Feet” – Pain’s Punchline
The most important element of a great joke is the delivery of the punchline. Screw that up and the entire joke is dead. So, as an ode to the punchline, I'm giving you the punchline first – then you figure out the joke.
Today’s punchline: The husband climbed out of bed and counted. "One, two, three, four. You're right, there are 4 feet."
Take a sec to try and figure it out… then scroll down.
Warning: some jokes may be offensive. Just remember, they're jokes.
A wife was in bed with her lover when she heard her husband's key in the door.
"Stay where you are," she said. "He's so drunk he won't even notice you're in bed with me."
Sure enough, the husband lurched into bed none the wiser, but a few minutes later, through a drunken haze, he saw six feet sticking out at the end of the bed.
He turned to his wife: "Hey, there are six feet in this bed. There should only be four. What's going on?"
"Nonsense," said the wife. "You're so drunk you miscounted. Get out of bed and try again. You can see better from over there."
The husband climbed out of bed and counted. "One, two, three, four. You're right, there are 4 feet."