OK, it’s not the best joke in the world, and probably not the newest, but it made me laugh on a grey, wet morning. Anyway...
Q: Darth Vader goes into a boulangerie. What does he order?
A: PAIN, PAIN, PAIN, TARTE TATIN, TARTE TATIN...
I did warn you. But it’s an interesting joke to me because it ties in with my interest in the cultural canon, the idea of the knowledge you’re expected to have, the references you’re supposed to get. Like a lot of gags, it works as a sort of cultural Venn diagram, the intersection between
People Who Know Star Wars and
People Who Speak A Bit Of French And/Or Enjoy French Baked Goods. And I’m really not sure how many people occupy that space.
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As someone who inhabits this Venn intersection, I will be telling this at every available opportunity.
Moi
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