Last month was the first off-line meeting of "Be Funny" club.

Everybody told a joke. Some even were funny and I laughed.

My turn now.

I stand up.

Bow not too low, so that not to sweep the floor, but yet low enough to lose my balance.

Bang!

Everybody laughs wholeheartedly.

Well, it's good beginning.

I raise myself slowly and say:

-And now the second joke.

Once more everybody laugh.

I begin to tell my joke which I think is very funny:

-One man, let's call him A

-Why A? I didn't hear such a name (Linna, the Scientologist shouted)

-B is better? (it's me)

-No. Give us a name, please (Linna is so polite sometimes that I wish she wouldn't be.)

-Okey. Let see… One man who was called Alexander…

-And if he wasn't called? (At least five of them threw it into my joke. Thanks. Really funny.)

-Well. (I'll just drink this glass of water….and calm myself…) Now I will continue.. From the beginning. Can I?

Only blank stares met my eyes, so I continued.

-There was a guy by name Alexander. He met his friend Boris and told him a joke:

|"Boris, how many eggs can you eat on empty stomach?"

|Boris thought,  counted on fingers for a while, looked on the ceiling seeking there some help and hesitantly answered:

|"Eight."

|"No Boris. Wrong answer."

|"Yes, Alexander. Eight. Don't believe to my wife. I eat 15 very rarely"

|"No, no, Boris. I believe. But after the first egg, your stomach isn't empty!"

|Boris began to laugh.

I looked at the group and they were laughing too. Good. That's it. Now I'll bring you a punch line:

-Another day Boris met Chris. And he decided to tell him the same joke:

|"Chris, I want to ask you something. Here it goes: how many eggs can you eat on the empty stomach?"

|"Three."

|"Are you sure" Boris disgustedly asked Chris.

|"Of course I am sure"

|"Well, it's pity you cannot eat eight, because in that case I could tell you a very funny joke"

I looked at the group:

Nothing.

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Nothing

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Linna scratches her forehead. Then behind the ear. (Does she expect that this will quicken her thought process?)

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Albert begins to smile, makes big eyes and then his eyebrows fly up in total lack of understanding.

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Well, to keep it short, after 2 minutes of hard work of thinking, I tried to explain the joke. And after 5 minutes more I succeeded to make them laugh. Only Peter commented:

-It's really good joke, but I won't use it because it's too complicated.

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After the meeting, I went to my doctor to see about my headaches.

As a joke, I decided to tell him about everything:

-Well, I can understand why it is not that funny. Do you really think that eating 8 eggs is funny!

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In the evening, I told this joke to my wife, just changed eggs for sandwiches.

-Now I understand why you are so fat-draped lately. Continue to fid your fat-tire with those sandwiches! You will get a bus tires there!

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So. I just need your advice: is it a joke (that isn't funny) or it is me and I tell it wrongly?