We gather here today to examine what may be termed the unjoke (Footnote 1). I refer, of course, to a joke along the lines of the one alluded to in the title above — the sort where the joke turns out not really be a joke. Or at least not of the traditional variety. The world’s most famous of such gags, the colossus of the genre if you will, is the one about why the chicken crossed the road. And I’d bet you scotch to soda water that you never thought it was funny.
Neither have I, although I’ve thought long and hard about that chicken and his lack of adventures over the years, which is probably a deeply weird thing to admit. First of all, let’s be fair to the thing: it never was the kind of joke that was meant to be a knee-slapper. More like it was intended to elicit an eye role, a groan, and, if lucky, a suppressed smile. Even so, I doubt that anyone currently alive has found it even mildly amusing upon first hearing. That’s not because it isn’t humorous, in its way. It’s because we all heard it way too soon.
It’s odd that I don’t remember the first time I heard the chicken riddle considering I have a strong memory of the joke my entire family considers its natural companion. I refer here to the question of why a fireman wears red suspenders. These two closely related riddles have always been nigh unto the cojoined twins of gaggery and I have little doubt my father asked me about the chicken and the road immediately prior to posing the one about the fireman and suspenders. Both jokes offer what pretends to be a classic kiddie riddle, an odd question promising a silly answer. Instead, the answer is a surprisingly (and therefore supposedly humorous) one.
But there is a big difference between the two. Look at them closely and see how quickly you spot it.
Why did the chicken cross the road? To get to the other side.
Why does a fireman wear red suspenders? To hold his pants up.
The first relies exclusively on the surprise of having a silly question answered with unexpected logic. While the second features unexpected logic as well, it also relies heavily on the misdirection provided by the word “red.” The listener is expecting a reason why the fireman wears red suspenders, and is instead given the reason why he wears red suspenders.
Even though that misdirection makes the fireman joke a more traditional sort of funny, I didn’t get it my first time around. That was circa my early-middle single digits, I didn’t get either one of them. I clearly remember thinking,”what’s funny about that?” I can’t swear to it but I suspect I came to understand the one about the red suspenders before the one about getting to the other side.
With all their kiddieness and triteness, having heard them all our lives, it’s easy to miss the fact that the chicken joke especially is a very sophisticated piece of humor. Or rather, it requires a fairly high level of humor sophistication. Compare it with other children’s classics like, “What’s the biggest pencil in the world? Pennsylvania.” Or “Why did the elephant paint his toenails red? So he could hide in cherry trees.” These giggle-generators depend only on the childish delight in silliness. It doesn’t take much knowledge of jokes to understanding that equating a state with a writing instrument is just plain ridiculous, as is the idea of elephants hiding in trees. The chicken and road riddle, on the other hand, requires deeper intuitive understanding of how jokes work. The listener must be able to hear it on the meta level, the double twist of the logical answer appearing in place of the silly one is humorous in itself. At least it can be.
But what about this one?
Q: What’s the biggest pencil in the world?
A: The 76′ 3″, 21,700 lb pencil created by Ashrita Furman and members of New York’s Sri Chinmoy Centre on August 27th, 2007. (Footnote 2)
Is that funny? Maybe, depending on the context. In a trivia contest, absolutely not. Presented as a riddle, it might be amusing (in a smart-assy kinda way) to somebody who’s expecting you to say “Pennsylvania.” My point is that telling the chicken/road joke to tyke unsophisticated in the ways of riddles is pretty much the same as telling giving the 76-foot-et cetera “punch line” to somebody who never heard the Pennsylvania version. Nobody is going to find humor in the chicken and the road until they’re sophisticated enough in jokesterism to see that replacing the silly answer with a logical one is silly in itself.
In my family, we soon delighted in the chicken and the fireman purely for the oddity of their apparent lack of mirthfulness, leading my father, brother, and I to compound the matter by flip-flopping the jokes. “Why did the chicken cross the road? To hold his pants up. Why does a fireman wear red suspenders, to get to the other side.”
When my sister was a tyke first able to appreciate riddles her favorites were the aforementioned one about the largest pencil in the world and the related one about the largest soda in the world (Minnesota). Naturally, those soon received the same flip-flop treatment. “What’s the largest pencil in the world? Minnesota,” etc.
You know where this is going, don’t you? Before long it was, “What’s the largest pencil in the world? To get to the other side. Why does a fireman wear red suspenders? Minnesota.”
I feel that I should mention one more unjoke that I never found amusing, although I might have if things had been slightly different. I’d imagined myself to have been about 10 or 11 at the time but a quick Google check shows that I must have been 7 or 8. The family was driving home from visiting relatives and a radio announcer had a contest question. “What does a white stone become when it’s tossed into the Red River?” I near immediately told by parents that the answer should be a Red River Rock. That was the title of a then-recent 1959 song by Johnny and the Hurricanes, a rockabilly version of Red River Valley. I thought my answer vastly superior the one the radio announcer insisted on, “wet.”
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(Footnote 1) And since it may be termed that, I jolly well will, at least for the present discussion.
(Footnote 2) Yes, that is totally true. Likewise, the biggest soda in the world, if we’re talking about an ice cream soda, was a 15-foot-high glass filled with 2,850 gallons of vanilla Coco-Cola and 7,200 scoops of ice cream, created May 25th 2007 at the World of Coca-Cola Museum in Atlanta, Georgia.