Narrative Puns

I hear he had a fetish for certain "ex-positions"

Audioboo!

Duckumentary

Family and I went on a fancy boat tour of a local rich lake. The captain provided a running narrative over the intercom about the history of the houses, etc.

Captain: You'll notice all the piers look the same on the lake. There's no law governing that, everyone just agrees they should use the same color and materials. Some might call that "pier pressure."

Crowd: (groans)

Me: I think we need to dock him some points for that one...

Wife: (groans and pretends not to know me)

and today, we were playing a game of "Yes, Let's!" If you're unfamiliar, that's a group improv exercise where one person says "Let's do a thing!" and everybody else replies "Yes, let's!" and then proceeds to act out the scene. After acting out said scene, somebody freezes, then everybody freezes, and then someone else starts one.

In this case, it was "Let's go to a Michael Jackson tribute concert!" Now, we'd just been coached to assume distinct roles in an attempt to construct a coherent narrative, and so I, as an awkward, scrawny, blond white man, slipped effortlessly into the role of a shitty Michael Jackson impersonator. And I must have been doing something right, because the rest of the group quickly formed a scene as the audience, security, and crew, and stupidity ensued as I sucked at being Michael Jackson for all I was worth.

A few people started heckling, and then one of the audience members barged past security and mimed punching me in the head, whereupon I dramatically spun and dropped to the floor with a resounding THUD (knowing how to fall is a useful skill). The reaction was about a third laughs, a third stage-gasps, and a third just confusion. But I did get a few compliments after the exercise on my impression and my theatrics.

So I'd say that was a pretty big hit.

They spotted people trying to sell a bike, or as the narrator says:
"peddling a stolen bicycle".

Narrator during a paranormal investigation show: he senses many spirits behind the bar

My dad: well ya, there's tons of spirits behind a bar!

Narrator: "This is the Seoul National University in Korea."

Me: "Wow, they only have one?"

Girlfriend gave me a disgusted look, so I'd say I was successful.

We were watching a doco on swarms. There was a part on land crabs going to the sea for mating season.

Narrator: "But how do they get to the sea?"

Dad: "Sideways."