Bad Jokes

Date: 10/30/2016

I don't remember much, the only thing I really remember was the end. I was sitting at some dive with my mom. There was a strange, skinny, sweaty man with pasty skin and jet black curly hair sitting behind my mom. We both heard him tell a bad, miserable, self-depricating joke, but I can't remember what he said. My mom then mocked him by saying the same thing he said, but changing most of the words. We all laughed and even the man laughed. I remember waking up laughing.