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Wednesday 21 January 2004

Is there a place for sick humour in a modern society.

I was sent the following Harold Shipman related jokes recently:

What have Gareth gates and Harold Shipman got in common? Neither of them can finish a sentence.

Shipman's last meal was a curry. When asked afterwards if he enjoyed it, he replied that it was OK but he could've murdered a nan.

They are going to make a film about Harold Shipman starring Robert De Niro. Title: The Old Dear Hunter.

Harold Shipman's suicide note has been found. It reads - "I can't go on. I've run out of patience."

The prison warden where Shipman was 'staying' commented that he will be sorely missed, especially by the prison boxing club. He said: "He had a lethal jab".


So, in an extremely weak attempt to justify the publication of these awful, disgusting jokes, anyone want to discuss the role that sick humour plays in our society and whether it is a necessary evil? Anyone?

January 21, 2004 3:26 PM | Stuff of Interest

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