Speaking of last words, did you hear that old joke about an old shop owner dying, calling for his wife, oh, my dear wife, with me at my dying bed, then he calls his firstborn son, oh, my dear son, with me at my dying bed, then the oldest daughter, oh, my dear daughter, with me at my dying bed, and oh, my youngest, with me at my dying bed... so who is in the shop then, you lazy fools?!
Well, there are no new jokes, when you look at it a bit more closely, it’s just the old jokes with new names, for example we have a joke that is told about each prime-minister, everything but the name stays exactly the same, and would I tell it if it wasn’t mildly racist?
(I’m afraid it’s mildly racist for Western standards because it involves cannibals, too skinny and too lardy politicians, is it acceptable? Or maybe you too tell the same old joke about your prime-ministers?)