So I finally heard Tyrion’s joke today, and thought there might be others still wondering. It was told rather awkwardly, but you’ll get the jist.
A dwarf walks into a brothel, he’s looking a little dazed and sad.
Madam: Well, hello! I take it you are looking for something . . .special tonight?
Tyrion: No, just a little comfort and distraction. You see, my wife left me today.
Madam: Oh, and your, um, accoutrements here? How do they fit in?
Tyrion: No, no, you see. There was this genie; he offered my wife three wishes.
Madam: Uh huh?
Tyrion: She wished for a home fit for a Queen, so he gave her this honeycomb.
Madam: Oh dear!
Tyrion: Yes. And she wished to have the best ass in the kingdom.
Madam: Oh no! The donkey?
Tyrion: Nods. And she wished that my cock would hang down past my knee.
Madam: (Intrigued) well, that’s not so bad, is it?
Tyrion: Not bad?!? I used to be 6’3"!