The PURPLE house Joke

Some days are harder than others, but the things that make it okay is when you have people whom either with intent or accidently try to make you smile.

Here is the scenario; I was in grade nine and I had a really crummy day at school, I enter the bus hoping to get away as far as I can, to find that a bunch of guys who are supposedly my enemies get on right after. They move to back where I am, and I try with all my ability to ignore their presence. Mean while the situation that has me completely occupied is lingering back and forth on my mind…

My Supposed enemies, (let’s call them BC), decide to tell jokes, again I’m trying to ignore them, however their volume just seems to increase the more I try to pay attention to something else. The first guy tells a joke, which I really couldn’t hear as much, and then goes the second guy… everyone was waiting for him to say something because he desperately wanted to say a joke before the first guy, but now he was stalling everyone…

Here’s the prolonged Joke; (And when I say prolonged he stalled it for a good 20 min.):

Guy #2: There once was a purple house…. OKAY, IT WAS A PURPLE HOUSE… IT WAS A PURPLE HOUSE…
A PURPLE HOUSE…
A PURPLE HOUSE…
Guy #3: MAN WE GET IT, IT WAS A PURPLE HOUSE!
Guy#2: It was a purple house…
*Me*: (*giggles*, and then in my head… ‘Let’s think of something else; oh the sky is blue, it’s blue, blue, the sky is blue, Sh!t, I’m repeating a color…’ *giggles*; ‘STOP EAVESDROPPING, STOP IT! IF THEY HEAR YOU LAUGHING THEY WILL CREATE PROBLEMS SHUSH!’)

VOLUME INCREASES…

Guy #2: So everything in the house is purple!
Guy#3: Man he’s not going to finish before we get to Sheppard!
Guy#2: Okay, (Laughs); it’s a purple house; so the house crashes, what color is the steam?
Guy#1: Purple?
Guy#3: There is no steam…
Guy#2: Okay, okay, where does the steam come from?
*Me*: IN MY HEAD (no where…?)
Guy#1: THE CHIMNEY!
*Me*: IN MY HEAD (the house crashes)
Guy#3: (looks at guy #1 like he’s a dumbass) The House crashes…
Guy#2: (enthusiastically) OKAY SO WHERE DOES THE STEAM COME FROM?
Guy#3: (sarcastically) nowhere.
Guy#2: (STARTS BURSTING INTO LAUGHTER) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA (he’s actually laughing)
*Me*: (BURSTING INTO LAUGTER)
Scenario: the whole group is watching Guy#2 like he’s crazy, while he’s almost on the ground laughing so hard!
Guy#3: Man, that wasn’t funny!
Guy#2: Yeah, I know, but guy #1[insert name here] had already told my joke so I said the same one, just using a house, and a different color!
*Me*: (LAUGHING SO HARD!)


This actually made me smile, because every time I look back to that day I don’t recall what I was upset about, I remember the ‘joke’ that was told… and I’m pretty sure I was caught by the BC laughing, but I guess they decided to let this one slide, it was nice of them, and till this day I really appreciate that they didn’t make much of it!