Okay, so last night in The Plague, the doctor was lancing a boil on an old man. The old man said, “Hey doc, I bet you love the Tour De France!”

And the doctor said, “Why, because we live in France?”

And the old man said, with pus and plague-juice dribbling out of his boil, “No, because LANCE ARM STRONG! (Because you LANCE boils well, because your ARM is STRONG.)”

Hello, where do I pick up my Nobel Prize for “best joke about a book that won the Nobel Prize?” (Assuming The Plague won the Nobel Prize because it’s GREAT.)