I went to a fancy Moroccan restaurant with several people. One of them was wearing an amazing black frilly shirt, and has cool buzzed hair that's dyed pink.
Her: "My sneakers light up. I wear them when biking, and it keeps cars further back from me."
Me: [leaning over to look under the table] "Wow, maybe I'll get shoes like that. I bike every day."
Her: "Oh man, I'm wearing sneakers, and this is such a nice restaurant!"
Me: [sitting upright and gesturing to her shirt] "That's okay, you look great above the fold."
I was so proud of this joke, but only one person at the table laughed. So I'm repeating it here.
Her: "My sneakers light up. I wear them when biking, and it keeps cars further back from me."
Me: [leaning over to look under the table] "Wow, maybe I'll get shoes like that. I bike every day."
Her: "Oh man, I'm wearing sneakers, and this is such a nice restaurant!"
Me: [sitting upright and gesturing to her shirt] "That's okay, you look great above the fold."
I was so proud of this joke, but only one person at the table laughed. So I'm repeating it here.