In Honor of the 62nd Annual Emmy Awards, here is my Jimmy Fallon joke.
(I wrote this in 2007 I think, but here tis, revived and updated)
For some reason everyone in NY hates Jimmy Fallon. Everyone says he's a big douche, but as far as I know he's harmless. I remember when I first moved to the City I used to go to Shout every Sunday after the Tinkle show with David and Sarah, Maya, Shonali, Demetri, Eugene, Heather Lawless and our whole big group of comedian friends. We'd spazz out in front of all the long-haired skinny rockers and their electroclash girlfriends who were all dressed like the singer of Missing Persons. White patent leather kitten heels with black tights and striped skirts ring a bell ladies? I loved those days.
Anyhow, there were tons of hot rocker chicks at Shout, not just dudes. And who was always there surrounded by those brown-haired Zeppelinesque girls with "the chopblock" haircut of 2002, stacked-heel boots and white lace Gunne Sax blouses? Fallon. Every week. And everyone looooved him back then, but somehow after he hosted the MTV Video Music Awards something changed.
The first evidence of the Fallon dissention (for me) took place on the corner of 3rd and Ave A. There was a phone booth there at that time that had print ad space, and Jimmy was filling it that month. I assumed he was the darling of lower New York until I noticed that someone had drawn a moustache over his smile. It started with that until eventually I noticed everyone turning on him, and quickly. Nowadays its taboo to say his name on the streets.
Anyhow, I thought it was weird that I never think of Jimmy Fallon much less hear gossip about him, then all of a sudden it's Jimmy Fallon Week on the Veevs Channel. First I heard a joke about him, next day I hear a story, then see him on TV last night before the movie. The next day after that I ran into Chrissie, A-Ron and Jen on the beach. Jen tells us the very joke I'd heard earlier this week and am about to share with you guys. Anyhow, here it is:
Pal: KNOCK KNOCK!
Me: WHO'S THERE?
Pal: JIMMY FALLON
Me: JIMMY FALLON WHO?
Pal: THAT'S SHOWBIZ!!!
Anyhow, there were tons of hot rocker chicks at Shout, not just dudes. And who was always there surrounded by those brown-haired Zeppelinesque girls with "the chopblock" haircut of 2002, stacked-heel boots and white lace Gunne Sax blouses? Fallon. Every week. And everyone looooved him back then, but somehow after he hosted the MTV Video Music Awards something changed.
The first evidence of the Fallon dissention (for me) took place on the corner of 3rd and Ave A. There was a phone booth there at that time that had print ad space, and Jimmy was filling it that month. I assumed he was the darling of lower New York until I noticed that someone had drawn a moustache over his smile. It started with that until eventually I noticed everyone turning on him, and quickly. Nowadays its taboo to say his name on the streets.
Anyhow, I thought it was weird that I never think of Jimmy Fallon much less hear gossip about him, then all of a sudden it's Jimmy Fallon Week on the Veevs Channel. First I heard a joke about him, next day I hear a story, then see him on TV last night before the movie. The next day after that I ran into Chrissie, A-Ron and Jen on the beach. Jen tells us the very joke I'd heard earlier this week and am about to share with you guys. Anyhow, here it is:
Pal: KNOCK KNOCK!
Me: WHO'S THERE?
Pal: JIMMY FALLON
Me: JIMMY FALLON WHO?
Pal: THAT'S SHOWBIZ!!!
WELL GUESS WHOSE LAUGHING NOW? JIMMY FALLON. That's who.