I LOVE to laugh.
I'm sure anyone would say the same thing, but I'm also convinced that I love it even more. I need to laugh, everyday, many times a day. If I haven't laughed in a day, I will feel compelled to pop in a funny DVD after dinner. Even if it's only cheap jokes I will have had my fix. (This is why, I guess, I already have a few laugh-lines around the eyes at 26.)
The tragedy is...I'm not funny. Well, I guess I can be funny sometimes, boyfriend tells me so. But it's mostly moronic behavior and non-sense talk.
I CAN'T tell a joke. It's not like those persons who try to tell them but just mess them up, my problem is remembering the jokes. Any jokes. We even got this running gag, boyfriend and I, where we randomly ask each other. "Okay, tell me a joke, now." And every single time, my mind goes blank and I can't even think of a dumb blond joke. Thankfully, he seems to have the same condition.
We have come to accept, we will never be the clowns of a party. But at least we are a damn good audience.
I am still determined to conquer the joke world. I've found a website full of them, and I will learn and practice one a day.
I'm so envious of those who can just improvise funny stuff.
4 comments:
That ok...That why God send me on earth...makes others laught... DOHHHH!
I KNOW that!hihihihi
You are one of those I was talking about when I wrote "those who can just improvise funny stuff."
I'll join you in the "good audience" section! But I love to laugh, too.
P.S. What did the fish say when he ran into a concrete wall?
A: Dam(n)
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