Utter Hillarity: Funny in the Dull
April 1, 2008
Authors Note: Before reading this article, let me warn you that I have concealed within the paragraphs an incredibly hilarious joke I heard today. At first the article was an intriguing and tasteful review of a play, but then I realized the joke would be much funnier if I made the article as dull as I possibly could. I took it upon myself to concoct the most outrageously insignificant review that has ever lived, so the reward of the funny shall be even sweeter. You’re welcome.
Today I decided to go see a play called “The Life of a Man.” Upon entrance, I decided I was thirsty and went to the concession stand to purchase a beverage. I was irked to find that the line was particularly long, so I settled with finding my seat and watching the play.
The play itself was pretty okay. Okay indeed, like the Mexicans say. There were many actors, all of whom acted quite a bit, with costumes, and they were on a stage, which was black. At first, I was a bit quizzical. “Am I in the right seat?” I thought to myself. “Yes,” I replied, “Surely I must be in the right seat, for I was seated by the usher, who is well-practiced at finding the right seat. I wonder whether ushers are trained in the art of ushering? They are under appreciated as a people, that is for certain.” Yes, there is certainly a lot of pressure in being an usher.
At the climax of the play, I was shocked. Absolutely shocked. Something very strange happened! It reminded me of another play I’d seen recently, only that play was about the Revolutionary War and this one was not about the Revolutionary War. But in both, the beginning and ending were not as exciting as the part right before the ending…
Sophie Pack is a freshman majoring in dissemblance.