Of course, some of the jokes proved pretty stale, but that made their vigorous retelling all the more amazing. It was about the devil coming to a church one Sunday and scaring all but one of the congregation out of the hallowed place of worship. That joke gets even better when you realize it was told by someone 8 years old whose great uncle is a Methodist pastor. If the purpose of this group still seems murky, suffice it to say it's nothing truly mystical. For instance, one Bonehead ceremonial appearance comes at the end of the state fair in Dallas, when they formally close the event.
Intelligence is a taboo.
Business and dull care is set aside. It is an hour, once a week, given over to perfect relaxation. Incidentally, Kiwanians were instructed to wear face masks plus surgical gloves on their right hands to avoid contamination when conversing and shaking hands with Bonehead Club members. E.W. Scripps Publications , All Rights Reserved. Site users are subject to our User Agreement .