A John Mayar
A joke so weak it could barely hold up a tent.
I said, 'Why did the ghost go to school? To get a little more boo.' No one got it. Not even my dog.
My uncle told a joke about a banana. I fell asleep.
My teacher said, 'Why did the math book look sad? Because it had too many problems.' I said, 'That was the worst joke I ever heard.'