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Guy gets sentenced to prison, and is led to his new cell. At lights out, he and his cellmate are chatting. In the background, he can hear the other prisoners talking in the darkness.
"27" he hears shouted in the darkness. Peals of laughter ring out. A different voice calls out "318". More laughter follows.
Intrigued, he asks his cellmate: "Whats the deal with calling out numbers?" "Well you gotta understand, man, that most of the guys in this wing have been in here for 20 years or more. So eventually you run out of new jokes to tell. Everyone's heard them all, in fact we all have them memorized."
"So we worked out a system where we numbered each joke. If you want to tell one, you can just call out the number."
The new prisoner chuckles. "Wow, thats neat. You think I can give it a try?" "Sure, newbie, give it a shot."
So he waits for a lull, and calls out loudly: "278!"
Nothing.
He tries another: "415!"
Dead silence.
He says to his cellmate, "Whats the deal?"
"What can I say, man, some people just can't tell a joke."
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