Bad Joke Friday started a few years ago as a thing a friend and I did within our group at work. The concept isn't that hard to grasp - tell a bad joke on Friday. Not exactly a difficult concept to grasp. People would still be upset when the jokes were bad, but it's in the name. They were warned.
We've both moved on from that job but Bad Joke Friday continues. Each Friday I work, I share a bad joke with my group. Rarely have I ever had the chance for a Bad Joke Friday in real life - that's not to say I don't tell bad jokes on Fridays, but the opportunity to live in the moment with one rarely presents itself.
On Friday, we are in Sintra at the National Palace. As we discussed previously, it is all very into romanticism. This includes many gargoyles.
This particular gargoyle is on the way out of the palace.
"Why is there an alligator on the arch?" Someone in my group asked.
"Because it will see you later," I replied.
Bad Joke Friday. It does what it says on the tin.
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