This joke starts where the others end, after the punchline. After the mild titter/bemused look/belly laugh. After the joy of Sargeant Rosefeld never making a mistake, after the long face. At the punchline someone in the joke has been hoodwinked, someone has been finally shown for what they are which is a low down double-crossing racist nogoodnik. It leaves a person in a joke with questions. Did I really do so much wrong? Did I really deserve such an undoing? Am I really going to die because my wife here won’t give me a blow job?

A new performance being developed in 2012 in association with  Camden People's Theatre - Starting Blocks and The Basement, Brighton.