Dad jokes are my jam. Some of my favorite people in the world can tell a bomb ass dad joke.
It’s dry humor. I know it’s dry, but what makes dry “dry”.
I looked it up and according to the sages at Wikipedia, dad jokes are deadpan comedy:
Deadpan, dry humour, or dry-wit humour is the deliberate display of emotional neutrality or no emotion, commonly as a form of comedic delivery to contrast with the ridiculousness or absurdity of the subject matter. The delivery is meant to be blunt, ironic, laconic, or apparently unintentional.
So the humor is in its juxtaposition.
I love juxtaposition. It attracts me to certain people, ideas, movies, thoughts, music, everything. I enjoy when things don’t follow patterns. Because patterns are basic and I’m no basic….you know.
Juxtaposition makes me uncomfortable and I love being uncomfortable. I love not knowing the meaning of something because that means I can create the meaning. I love sci-fi because it makes me consider a new reality.
Dad jokes aren’t lame. They’re unexpected. Can you roll with unexpected? If you can, please roll with me.