Uber jokes for boomers

Writing jokes is no joke.

I get out all the stupid puns first (like in the previous sentence).

I think of a monotonous premise, ending with a twist.

Ramesh called an Uber.

Suresh was his driver.

They both forgot to give each other Five Stars.

But its a mild chuckle. I want a bigger laugh, so I try to make it more dramatic.

Ramesh called an Uber.

Suresh asked for 5 Stars.

Ramesh said he would give him a full moon instead.

He took out a razer and shaved Suresh’s head.

But this is inconsequential. It has to have layers. Mindless laughter is for mainstream hacks. I’m an artist.

Ramesh called an Uber.

Suresh asked him for 5 stars.

Ramesh asked him to stop seeking external validation.

But this too basic. True comedy is dark, something, that depressed 23-year-old’s relate to (I am depressed 23-year-old)

Ramesh called an Uber.

Suresh asked for 5 Stars.

Ramesh said he was Manglik and asked Suresh to bid his wife goodbye.

But after all this, I realise that I just like stupid puns.

Ramesh called an Uber.

Suresh asked for extra cash.

Ramesh asked him if he was Uber or Kuber.