^You could have stopped it after "breathe in, breathe out..." 4/10 for ruining a good joke.
Three men were sitting in a pub discussing, as they often used to, as they both lived in the same building as the pub. Today's topic was the younger generation:
"My son", the first one says. "has to be the laziest boy in the country. Just sitting there watching the telly the entire day. He won't do anything, even for money."
"Can't be. I bet my son is a lot lazier" the second one says. "He just..."
The third man interrupts them: "That's nothing. But what if we just pay here and go up and show each other? That way, we won't be sitting here discussing something else than women the entire evening".
The two others agree, and five minutes later, they walk into the first man's apartment.
"Hey son!", the first man shouts. "There are two men here I want you to meet. Ten quid if you just go out here and say hello"
All they hear is a grunt from the living room, and the volume on the TV is turned even higher.
"Should prove it, huh?", the first man says. "Now, I want to see if your sons can match that"
Some minutes later, they walk into the second man's apartment, and into a bedroom, where his son is laying in the bed, staring out in the nothingness.
"He's not dead, even if it looks so", the second man says. "Son, if you just raise your arm, you're a hundred pounds richer"
"CBA", is the answer the son gives.
"See? He even speaks in abbreviations to save breath. Now, I think I win."
As they walk into the third man's apartment a little later, they hear crying from the kitchen. They rush into the kitchen, where they find the third man's son sitting on a chair, crying.
"What's wrong?", the third man asks.
"M-My testicles! T-th-they hurt s-so badly!"
"Oh! Why?"
"C-cause I'm s-sitting on them!"