For Lent, Michele is eating nothing but some kind of seaweed soup thing, so I went to my mom's house for dinner on Friday.
MOM: I think I'm going to go to the gym Saturday morning.
ME: What gym do you go to?
MOM: Planet Fitness.
ME: Oh, you know who lives right next door?
Mom: No, who?
ME: Jim Nabors.
See, it's funny, because...well, I'll let my brother explain.
GLENN: It works on two levels.
BRIANNA: I don't get it.
MOM: They are gym neighbors, like Jim Nabors? You know "Well Gaw-aw-aw-lly!"
GLENN: Wait, what?
MOM: You don't know who Jim Nabors is? Gomer Pyle?
GLENN: Oh.
ME: Hold on, then why were you laughing?
GLENN: I thought you just made up a name for the joke.
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