This isn’t my story. I purloined it from my friend “Liz,” who purports not to be able to tell jokes. This is her only joke. It’s always a party favorite.
It was told to her by an “old lady” (probably 50ish at the time), who said it was the only joke she knew. “You see, I was taught that I should laugh at men’s jokes. This was my secret.”
“I’m all ears,” said Liz.
“It’s actually a question. Why do mice have such small balls?”
Well, Liz had theories, and so does everyone else who hears the question.
Some people are moved to share, deeply, what they know about the intimate anatomy of mice. Some wonder whether mice are built like those rats we dissected in biology class.
Someone usually has to say, “Define small.” And then: “I’m sorry. I was the class nerd.”
As is true everywhere, there’s someone who has to answer a question with a question. “Do mice have tiny boobs, too?”
There is guffawing.
And the answer? Be embarrassed.
“Because most of them are terrible dancers.”
Honeycat really enjoyed the video.
The 30- second read gave me all the info I wanted and, perhaps, needed related to the balls of mice. I’ve already shared Liz’s joke with friends and family. I expect it will be the only joke I’m able to retell on my deathbed. However, the video provided more info than I will ever be able to work into a conversation, even with my weirdest friends and family members.