It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. I have many friends and acquaintances who are just downright funny. They make jokes, jabs, and have something funny to say all of the time. There's nothing wrong with that.
Here is what I notice though. It's so much of their lives, of their persona, they can't be taken seriously by me. After a point, I just roll my eyes, and expect no more. Again, it's not wrong or negative..it is just what I can count on from them. That in itself is a good thing, to be funny
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There is though this wall of funny that they have. It's almost as if they are acting 24/7. They are clowns. They are functioning clowns. They work, have families, probably do everything most people do. Their only difference is how they relate to folks.
Everything deserves a zinger with them. If they aren't saying "that's what she said", or "your mom" after most things, there is something else creative along the way coming.
These are my court jesters. Without them, life would be more drab and down. My questions always...Are the jesters hiding behind their whimsical twists? Are the jesters putting up the wall of funny, as to not fall down like Sir Humpty?
"I told the doctor I broke my leg in two places. He told me to quit going to those places." - Henny Youngman
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