Post your favorite Knock-Knock joke!

Knock Knock

Who’s there?

Control Freak

Now, you say, “Control Freak who?”

:smiley:

Knock knock.

Who’s there?

Interrupting Cow.

Interrupting Co-

MOOOOOO!

Mine is more of a full-blown scheme.

Start by building up the joke a lot.

You: “Okay, this is great. Guaranteed, this is the best knock-knock joke you’ve ever heard. You’ll love this. Okay?”
Other: “Okay!”
You: “Right, you ready?”
Other: “Yeah!”
You: “Okay, say ‘knock knock’!”
Other: “Knock knock!”
You: “Who’s there?”

Then you stare at them expectantly. They’ll realize you’ve turned it on them in about three seconds.

I told this joke on “The Skip Dewling Worst Joke Of The Morning Contest” in 1973 on a radio station up in Canada.

Knock knock.
Who’s there?
Ezra.
Ezra who?
Ezra body loves somebody sometime.
(I lost on Friday to the guy who lamed in with "What did the bald man say when he got a comb for his birthday?)

I’ll bite, what did he say?

“I’ll never part with it!”

I’ll do you one better.

Knock knock.

Who’s there?

Interrupting coefficient of friction.

Interrupting co-

MUUUUU!

Knock knock

Who’s there?

Sam and Janet

Sam and Janet who?

*Sam and Janet Eveningggg . . . *

The most annoying one ever: (but aren’t knock-knocks supposed to be annoying?)

Knock-knock.
Who’s there?
Banana.
Banana who?
Knock-knock.
Who’s there?
Banana.
Banana who?
Knock-knock.
Who’s there?
Orange.
Orange who?
Orange you glad I didn’t say banana?

A warning to everyone: If this is the first time you’ve heard this joke, you may think it exceptionally funny. However, if you go out to a bar tonight, once you get really good and drunk, you do not need to tell it to every, single person in the bar. Unlike…errr…a friend of mine did.

Yes, “a friend”…that’s plausable.

YES!! My favorite joke of all time!! Three cheers, Max.

Knock knock.

Anaamika, I was just going to post that one! Creepy, I tells ya…

Who’s there?

And a great variation

Who’s there?

Knock, knock.

Who’s there?

Eskimo Christians and Italian.

Eskimo Christians and Italian who?

Eskimo Christians, and Italian no lies.

It’s my favorite, because I came up with it myself when I was a teen:

Knock knock

  • Who’s there?
  • Dr.

One I learned from my 3 year old:

Knock, knock.

Who’s there?

UNDERWEAR!
That’s it. It’s funnier than you’d think.

:stands and applauds: