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[rlbell]

The best way to kill a joke is to explain it, before telling it. The University of Waterloo is one of the few universities to have a faculty of mathematics. It has a math faculty, because of the efforts of one man, who was famed for his neck ties. His most famous tie was an irridescent pink colour, so, in his honour, all new students to the math faculty are given a pink tie.

Now that it is thouroughly dead, I will give the punchline for the joke (the body of the joke was never written, as it was a throw away line in a theater production, and it is just as well):

No, that limp pink thing is my tie.

For a complete bad joke:

In the bar, after his shift, a worker at a food processing plant is telling his buddies about how he has this fantasy of sticking his male member in the pickle slicer. Needless to say, all of his friends beg him not to give in to this urge. However, week after week, he keeps telling his buddies about how he wants to stick his member in the pickle slicer, so they are now trying to get him to seek professional help.

One day, he announces to his friends that he finally did it. He finally stuck his member into the pickle slicer. As his friends stare at him, wide eyed, they ask what happened.

"I got fired"
"But what about the pickle slicer?"
"She got fired, too."