Thanks to Darlene and Uncle Sam we are able to have private drivers for most of our transportation needs here in Kenya (I utilize a bus for one portion of my commute). A man named Benedict is a driver with whom we have grown the closest. He welcomed us kindly in Kenya and has been a language teacher, a cultural liason, and a Christian brother.
One day I shared with Benedict my joke about the toad that wants to be a rabbit.
What does a toad that wants to be a rabbit say? It says "Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit." The joke killed as it has with every Kenyan I have told it to. I think I could make it as a stand-up comic here but that is for another post. In return, Benedict shared some of his jokes with me. They are all about the Masai and how primitive they are ("They are so primitive!" is how each of the jokes end).
I told Benedict about the blog and asked if I could film him and he was all for it. So here in color is one of Benedict's jokes.
One day I shared with Benedict my joke about the toad that wants to be a rabbit.
What does a toad that wants to be a rabbit say? It says "Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit." The joke killed as it has with every Kenyan I have told it to. I think I could make it as a stand-up comic here but that is for another post. In return, Benedict shared some of his jokes with me. They are all about the Masai and how primitive they are ("They are so primitive!" is how each of the jokes end).
I told Benedict about the blog and asked if I could film him and he was all for it. So here in color is one of Benedict's jokes.
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