But I'm two tired.
My friend rode his bike to meet up with me:
Me: How was the ride?
Friend: My bike is tired.
Me: Two tired!
I thought it was clever. =/
The difference is staggering
That’s ridiculous. My dogs don’t even own bikes
It got so bad we had to take his bike away
[and posted a picture of him and his bike on a rest day.] (https://i.imgur.com/IapqomG.png)
Edit: Whoa this is getting popular. I live on the other side of the world, and am about to go to bed, but I am just going to put his [donation page] (http://ccf.convio.net/site/TR?px=3433802&fr_id=1580&pg=personal) at the top of the post if anyone is interested. It is no big deal, but if someone is looking, I thought I'd put it at the top. Either way, you all are going to make his day when I show him how many people appreciated his joke. I just hope this doesn't mean that I have to laugh at all of them from now on...
http://i.imgur.com/jKAo88N.jpg
I didn't make the joke in english but it translates well.
We just had lunch and my mom was clearing out the table and putting stuff in the dishwasher while my brothers and my dad were talking about the party we were going to that afternoon. My mom and dad would go there by bike and my brothers and I would take the car.
Then my mom said: "should I turn on the dishwasher so everything will be clean when we'll return?"
On which I commented: "That's not fair, we go by car, and you by bike, while the dishwasher has to run?"
The police came to my house earlier and said that my dog had chased someone on a bike. I said, “You must be joking, my dog hasn’t got a bike”.
8yo: "Dad! I've got a joke I think you'll like. It's about bikes."
Me: "Yeah? What is it?"
8yo: "What kind of moustache does a bike grow?"
Me: "I don't know."
8yo: "A handlebar!"
I'm very proud.
I've recovering from a bad road bike crash where I fractured my hip and was in the hospital a few days after surgery (about 4 weeks ago). I was knocked unconscious in the crash, but my helmet probably saved my life and I was diagnosed with post-traumatic amnesia.
A few days later I was talking to a friend and he was asking about the crash and I said, "The doctor told me a name for the type of amnesia it is, but I don't remember it..."
He replied with a laugh, "Did you mean to make that joke?"
I didn't. It's hilarious.
I approached my father, who was obviously preparing for a ride on his clearly dad-bike, by strapping a lunchbox full of granola bars to the frame, and spoke the words that perfectly set myself up for a dad-joke attack. I asked, "Going for a bike ride?" Boom. Total mistake. "Nope, just taking it for a walk. "
He was assembling a new exercise bike my mum bought, and he looked like he was struggling so I asked how he was doing.
He said, "it's getting there..."
"I think you're doing it wrong then, it shouldn't be going anywhere," I replied.
He called my joke "very good".
My maths teacher was demonstrating a 'How to calculate the speed of something when the distance is x and the time is y' type question which involved a bike. It is the first lesson after break-time on Monday morning, so most of us (the students) were dozing off. The maths teacher notices this and begins the 'jokes..'
"I know you're all tired, but you just had brake and I have spoke to you all about not being lethargic in class.
Cue awkward laughter
