Normal jokes don't suit me; I can never remember the right order of things, and often screw up punchlines.
Amongst my friends in Vancouver, it's reached the point where everyone I know understands and expects my 'punchlines'. When this happened in Winnipeg, my favourite punchline was "I don't understand, can I get a diagram?" When people realized they were setting me up, they would pre-emptively ask if I needed a diagram. Unfortunately, things are different here in Vancouver.
My Vancouver friends make a habit of ruining the joke for any new people I meet, and it pisses me right off!
It's caused me to think a fair bit about my sense of humour; they always do it to save the new person the bother of being fooled. Long story short, it shows that they're missing the whole point of my 'jokes' - it's not like I do it out of malice! I do this to evoke a magical moment, that look of 'you can't possibly really be that naive, can you?!?'
In conclusion, it's not just that my Vancouver friends are robbing me of my glorious punchline (that, I could handle), rather, they are robbing new people of that sense of innocence!
Don't worry. I will continue to make every effort to bring joy and delight to the whole world with my laugh and witticisms.
In completely unrelated news, I am worried about some potential legal liabilities.
Somehow, I've gotten myself onto a mailing list of secret insider trading opportunities. I get these emails with information about companies and stock rankings, letting me know that I can strike it rich if I invest in them.
I am at a crossroads - I know that insider trading is illegal, but I could really use the extra income.
Any thoughts, advice?
3 comments:
Here's a thought: retire the diagram "joke."
But keep the PB face. That shit never gets old.
I think you should respond to every single email, and send them all your money. What could go wrong!?
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