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185

Dear Friends,

Welcome to the 185th Hard Taco Digest. This is a significant milestone in my house because 185 is also the name of my family's favorite game to play during road trips, during dinner, and while my kids are trying to do homework or sleep. The rules are simple. Someone suggests a subject, and everyone falls over themselves to tell jokes about that subject. The catch is that all of the jokes are identical until the last line. The framework of the joke is as follows:

185 [blanks] walk into a bar. The bartender says, "I'm sorry, we don't serve [blanks] here." 185 [blanks] say, "[punchline]."

It is an exercise in exquisite puncraft, and it favors quantity over quality. A true master must fashion no fewer than 20 bad jokes on any subject to establish his or her puncraftsmanship.

The Hard Taco song for November is called, "Your Best Emily Dickinson." In honor of this song's namesake, I will demonstrate a round of 185 using poets as the subject.

1.
185 poets walk into a bar. The bartender says, "I'm sorry. We don't serve poets here."
185 poets say, "No problem. We called a taxi and it's SONNETS way."

2.
185 poets walk into a bar. The bartender says, "I'm sorry. We don't serve poets here."
185 poets say, "Well guys, shall we just go HOMER find a different bar?"

3.
185 poets walk into a bar. The bartender says, "I'm sorry. We don't serve poets here."
185 poets say, "But I already ordered a martini... THE ROAD NOT SHAKEN, but stirred."


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