Brother Dave Gardner was a southern comedian and terrible racist.
But I listened to his albums (he made a bunch) during the 70's.
He was very funny, though deplorable too.
One of his best jokes went like this.
(Chuck and Baby, his girlfriend, were at a drive-in eating french fries. When they finished, Baby said, "Chuck, I'm cold."
So Chuck took off his leather jacket and put it on Baby backwards, zipping it up in the back.
"There, Baby," he said, "now you'll be warm".
Then he said, "Baby, let's blow this joint."
They took off on Chuck's motorcycle and all was going good until he hit a slick spot and slide in front of a truck.
The police arrived with their siren going 'brrr, brrr, brrr".
Two boys were standing beside the wreckage.
"What happened here", the policeman said, "what happened to these lovely children."
"Well officer," the boy began.
Whap! Whap! The policeman hit him.
"Don't hit me no more", the boy said. "Mr. Chuck was killed outright, but Miss Baby seemed alright until me and Junior turned her head around right.")
Police brutality and racism--but funny, none the less.