Silly me! The show was fucking hilarious. In fact, I started thinking about how moments from my own life might make good punchlines. I imagine a psychiatrist asking if my family has problems with mental illness...and myself responding, "No, actually they enjoy it."
Once, on Halloween when I was a kid, we made caramel apples. I was so tired by the time the apples were done that I went to bed, planning to eat it the next day. In the morning, however, my mother informed me that the apple was gone, "because a roach had eaten a hole through it." It wasn't for a few years that I realized the "roach" was my mother. Come to think of it, that wasn't a bad comparison.
Food for cats
Things that are perfectly acceptable in the feline world are gauche for humans. Why, may I ask? For instance, a couple of days ago, Mandrake hoovered his breakfast and then started on Vasil's. Mr. RK asked me, "Would it be ok if we went to a restaurant and I inhaled my food, and then snatched your plate?" Come to think of it, there are a few people I'd also like to bite on the rump in meetings when they get out of hand...
It's not entirely bad living with OCD*. Although I'd really prefer it was spelled CDO. You know, in order.
*Yes, I really have OCD. So I can make fun of myself.
Then there are the weird dreams. Last week, I had one that was entirely in Spanish in which I was involved in a fender bender, and spent most of the time explaining that the person in the car with me had gone to seminary. The night after that, I had a dream I was making out with Alice Cooper. (A younger Alice Cooper.) I texted a friend about it and he wrote back, "I thought you weren't into girls?"
So what makes you laugh?
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My sense of humour is frequently black and often off kilter. And I use it as a survival tool. Without it I would have drowned a long, long time ago.
And, in my next life I want to be a suitable indulged cat. Preferably one of mine - which will be challenging...
OK, when I was little we lived a couple of blocks from my cousins. My mom took my brother and I there pretty much everyday of they came to our house. We spent so much time together that their dog, Heidi, a huge St. Bernard was like my own dog. One day she wasn't there anymore and my mom told me she went to live on a farm. I was about 35 when it hit me one day that Heidi never went to live on a farm. It was a lie. Poor Heidi.
I guess mothers had different ways of raising child in those them days.
I see humour in lots of things ...but I hate forced attempts at humour.
I don't mind being a little insane...actually, it helps; either that or I'm okay, everyone else isn't! ;)
Ha! What makes me laugh? Witty comments and stories like yours. Cute cats with great captions either make me laugh or smile and I would've loved to have heard you dreaming in Spanish. ;)
Glad you specified a young Alice Cooper. Otherwise.....
Good lol cats make me laugh - I always love the ones you choose. The one with her face to the wall makes me think of my kitty Sophie when she knew she was in trouble. She would bury her face in the corner "if I can't see you, you can't see me." A certain amount of logic there. :)
Every time I go out to eat with my wife her steak always looks better than mine and so I move in to take a bite. She jabs at me with her fork and hisses at me like a cat. I make a mental note every time to try not to take her food but I just can't help myself.
Ohhhh, I get it....retailer! lmao!
Does the young Alice Cooper have a sister?
Lots of things make me laugh, Your picture of the cat facing the wall is a definite lOL.....I like irony and some black humor, too....If we cannot laugh at ourselves, we are in real trouble....! And of course, i am crazy and happy being that way!
And you always make me laugh, my dear.....!
Your MOM ate your carmel apple?! That makes me sad.
A sense of humor is a must-have.
Your apple story reminds me of the Jimmy Kimmel videos that I watched the other day. He asked parents to tell their kids they had eaten all their Halloween candy while they slept. It was cruel, but some of them had me cracking up!
I'm sorry your mom really did eat your treat though.
I would never have told my child a roach ate through their sweets. When they asked me why some of their candy was gone, I said I did not know, that it looked like it was still the same as yesterday. From the time they were about three, they knew I had gotten into Halloween, Christmas or Easter candy. Eventually, I would hide a stash for myself and leave their alone, sometimes.
I find humor in lots of things, mostly of the black and x-rated variety, during my day-to-day wanderings.
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What makes me laugh? You make me laugh. I do not want anyone eating off my plate and will think about biting them on the rump if they do. Have you ever tried stand-up comedy? Most of it calls for the "F" word so you've got that part mastered. Love you! xoxo
RK I agree with Granny, you are so funny! You could have been right up there with the comedy group or maybe the writer for them! The cat facing the wall makes me think of our poor cat Dot, we adopted her when she was about 5 years old. She still has some peculiar habits that we often wonder were caused because of her previous owner.
Haha, you could be a stand up comedian too. So funny.
Well your posts for a start. Sorry but I can't get past the image of you making out with Alice Cooper. Eww, all that makeup. :D
I'm an easy sell. Funny cat pictures and amusing cat anecdotes are all it takes to make me giggle, but goddammit, isn't that what the Internet was made for?
HAVE to share this. You know how I'm deaf, right? Well, I went to a few comedy stops in my college years. And they were always interpreted by this same woman... a professional interpreter, and I swear SHE was funnier than the comedian at the mike. She made it ALOT more fun than the jokes actually were, because she did great expressions and exaggeration of body language impressions and SHE was the comedian on those nights. And the true comedians at the mike HAD NO IDEA. We were laughing at the interpreter, not at the actual person telling jokes, but hey, if it helped their ego ANYWAY, what harm was done in that? Oh I loved that interpreter. Still do. She ended up coming to interpret for me at the university, and I honestly had to drop two classes because of her. I'd just casually make eye contact with her, which isn't weird... but between her and me, we just couldn't stop snickering and going into hysterics. Brought too much attention to ourselves in an otherwise MUNDANE class. Nope, I had to leave.
I think I like your punchline about your family enjoying mental health. I'll have to remember that one!
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