~Tahar Ben Jelloun
Sometimes life seems to kill my laughter. With that being said what about life that kills my laughter? It's the stress of going to work and having to pay bills. That's just a cop out. Almost every adult in America and every 1st world country has a life they must sustain, being themselves or another life at some point in time. I love to laugh, I'll sit at work, as in tonight watching SnapChats of my friends kids doing crazy things and I'll just erupt in laughter and of course I offer and apology, as if anyone really cares.
I love my friends who seem to lift my spirits when they are sinking into the abysmal depths that are self pity and doubt. Then there are friendships gone wrong, abuse from family members, oh some of the woes adolescence brings and love all that mar my love of life.
I think, no I know that I make myself laugh the most. Who better to make yourself laugh than the one that is supposed to love you the most, yourself. I read jokes online, oh the corny ones get me crackin' up the most and then my dark side likes the dead baby jokes.
What do vegetarian ogres eat?
Cabbage Patch Kids
How do you get 100 babies into a bucket?
With a blender!
I think, no I know that I make myself laugh the most. Who better to make yourself laugh than the one that is supposed to love you the most, yourself. I read jokes online, oh the corny ones get me crackin' up the most and then my dark side likes the dead baby jokes.
What do vegetarian ogres eat?
Cabbage Patch Kids
How do you get 100 babies into a bucket?
With a blender!
How do you get them out again?
With tortilla chips!!!
With tortilla chips!!!
See what I mean? I'm corny and dark, it's a struggle but there's balance to it.