S-K-E-I-G-H-T,,, no, wait, I mean SKATE
- by Pixel
Subcultures are so weird. I went “Blading” with my friend “Jason” (not his real name… His real name is Jason Robert Davenport of 116 Hendrich, Chaparral, NM 88081). Now, for those of you “NOOBs,” “blading” is not to be confused with “boarding” or… “skating.” One of those. Probably both.
Anyway, despite the fact that I constantly make fun of Jason in the real world (hereby defined as Not the Skate Park), once I entered the skate park, I felt like such an outsider. I no longer felt man enough to mock his lifestyle and most deeply held beliefs. Hell, I no longer felt man enough to walk.
Then again, that was probably because I was wearing rollerblades at the time. And it turns out that skating is tough.
I felt like a jock in a Harry Potter convention, or a Super Christian in a third grade science classroom: I was in over my head and people were just looking at me funny. I suppose it was because I was surrounded by people who had been marginalized every day of their life and who were in their own personal sanctuary, free from satire, derision, and nasty looks. A sanctuary that I had so callously invaded. Instead of being alone in the real world, they had all of their like-minded friends here and were not afraid of anything I could do.
But just wait until I run into one of them in a dark alley in the real world…
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Subcultures are so weird. I went “Blading” with my friend “Jason” (not his real name… His real name is Jason Robert Davenport of 116 Hendrich, Chaparral, NM 88081). Now, for those of you “NOOBs,” “blading” is not to be confused with “boarding” or… “skating.” One of those. Probably both. Anyway, despite the fact that I…
“not his real name… His real name is Jason Robert Davenport of 116 Hendrich, Chaparral, NM 88081”
that joke was soooo stolen from Monty Python.
Really? Monty Python? Which movie/show/play/interview/skit?
Damn. I thought I’d come up with something original, and now you tell me that I’m just walking in the steps of those before me.
Damn.
What’s worse is that I’ve used variants on this joke before (my joke cycles are every eight months or so, so it might have been in November or May of 2004).
*sigh* Oh, well. Sucks to that.
It’s some skit in the first season of the Flying Circus. John Cleese is doing an interview about some sensitive topic, and says something like, “We shall refer to our first suspect as ‘Mr. X”, even though his real name is [name] and he lives at [address].”
I too have come up with many brilliant jokes, only to find out that Monty Python stole them before i was born.