This is one of the funniest jokes I’ve heard in a while:
Two men meet on the street and one of them asks the other, Is it true that you formed a musical group? “Yes, a quartet.” How many? “Three.” Who? “Me and my brother.” You have a brother? “No.”
In the Middle of the Night in a Dark House Somewhere in the World
morgannels 
It’s a little esoteric for some of us, Morgan.
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Yeah, including me. You will not be surprised to hear that I don’t get it. I think I have a sense of humor that focuses more on poop jokes and limericks…
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I’m not usually one for absurdist humor, but this joke seemed more logical and grim to me. But in the end, you either laugh or you don’t. Which reminds me of a footnote from David Foster Wallace‘s “Big Red Son,” from his latest collection of essays, Consider the Lobster, which I had been enjoying immensely over my year-end holiday:
“…the relation between a Calvin Klein ad and a hard-core adult film is essentially the same as the relation between a funny joke and an explanation of what’s funny about that joke.“
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I love it! And I love your Calvin Klein/porn film quote too.
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I get it, but it should not be called a joke….4(quartet),3(how many? three),2(me and my brother),1 (no)
BOOOO!
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