These jokes brought to you by the father of Thrill editor Malice Jackson, ’15.
As Allen Jackson puts it:
If you define Dad jokes as truly bad you can just look some up on the internet. If you define them as everyone-says-they’re-bad-but-really-they’re-funny you might get something like these:Q: How many Kenyon alums does it take to screw in a lightbulb?A: Four. One to screw it in, three to talk about how much better the old one was.
Last year when they had that artisanal exhibition at Gund Gallery, this glassblower inhaled, and got a pane in his side.
A Kenyon student visiting Oberlin asked an Oberlin student, “where’s the Administration Building at?” The Oberlin student sniffed, “At Oberlin, we never end sentences with prepositions.” The Kenyon student retorted, “OK, where’s the Administration Building at, asshole?” (Ed. – OOOOOOH, burn!)
Two Kenyon alumni were walking down the street. One was a musician. The other didn’t have any money either.
Given that purple is Kenyon’s color, and that Rutherford B. Hayes went to Kenyon, do you think that was Jimi Hendrix’s inspiration for Purple Haze? (‘Scuse me, while I kiss this guy!)
A Kenyon Dad walks into Peirce on Parents Day. “Which one is Hufflepuff?” he quips. “No but seriously, this is way better than the restaurant on the moon. It has great food, but no atmosphere.”
(Ed. – Wow. That was a lot of dad. DAD.)