Mostly True Memoirs
Using my Grown Sons as role models, I thought that if I did a bad enough job, I would never be asked to tell a joke again.
Much to my disappointment, they all laughed.
One guy said that he was going to steal my joke to use at another event.
I failed at failure.
I guess I should have examined my sons’ methods a bit more closely.
This particular strategy has never worked for them.
Why in the world did I think it would work for me?