When I was little...
and my parents had friends over, they would all tell jokes. I'd always anticipate my turn to tell one and when it was my turn i'd get really happy and wide-eyed, on top of the table and say
"There was a guy...walking his dog..... IS THAT A GOOD JOKE?!?!!"

They'd all laugh, although i said the same thing each time it was my turn. I think it was because I USED TO be cute.