It’s still a holiday weekend, so let’s forget the serious stuff.
Yeah, let’s have fun. Childish fun: Charlotte knock-knock jokes.
Knock-knock. Who’s there?
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Noah. Noah who? Noah good place to get on the streetcar?
Ben. Ben who? Ben wondering what happened to all those fans who wanted to watch the 49ers play football.
Avenue. Avenue who? Avenue heard about this goofy idea of paying for your garbage by the bag?
Nana. Nana who? Nana your business, says the school board, on account of a nondisclosure agreement.
Orange. Orange who? Orange you glad you’re not in Raleigh?
Lettuce. Lettuce who? Lettuce have a minor-league baseball team worthy of playing in such a good stadium.
Window. Window who? Window you think someone will finally tell Chiquita to pay back the incentives?
Aida. Aida who? Aida hot dog at the Hornets game and it cost me, like, 10 bucks.
Carrie. Carrie who? Carrie on with this squabble about who gets to run the airport. We’ve got another million or two for legal fees.
Dilworth. Dilworth who? Dilworth it to band all those trees?
Ketchup. Ketchup who? Ketchup to Atlanta, and then we’ll talk about world-class.
Abbott. Abbott who? Abbott dern time they finished I-485.
Trade and Tryon. Trade and Tryon who? Trade and Tryon this other pair of shoes before you decide which one to buy.
Justin. Justin who? Justin case NASCAR is listening, this idea of post-race wrasslin’ in the pits could turn the ratings around.
Boo! Boo who? Don’t cry – theoretically, the Panthers could still win their division.
Arfur. Arfur who? Arfur got this was just another rebuilding season.
Iva. Iva who? Iva hard time remembering what exactly it was that made them fire Harry Jones in such a huff.
Winner. Winner who? Winner we going to get a Bloomingdale’s?
Dwayne. Dwayne who? Dwayne the hospitality tax barrel into the NASCAR Hall of Fame.
A knee. A knee who? A knee body still wondering why those people from Hollywood thought this was such a wonderful place to film?
A herd. A herd who? A herd Cam has a new fragrance for men, but I don’t believe it.
A gnu. A gnu who? A gnu this was a bad time to go on a diet.
Canoe. Canoe who? Canoe explain to me how 50 years of toll lanes will be good for Lake Norman?
Needle. Needle who? Needle yet another school superintendent.
Scold. Scold who? Scold enough to get in the 40s, and then everybody around here starts whining like it’s freezing.
Police. Police who? Police, Mr. Jenkins. Enough with the Bobby commercials.
Otto. Otto who? Otto know, but this just might be the dumbest thing I’ve ever read in The Observer.