What makes you laugh the hardest?
- Clever, unexpected and absurd things. And really pinpointing a foible perfectly (that's why friends and family can split my sides better than any comedian). Slapstick is not funny. Screaming is not funny (why does anyone enjoy watching I Love Lucy or The Jeffersons? I hate those screaming assholes.)
- I laugh the hardest at specifically clear images I get in my brain of absurd situation. Not mine but for instance I have a friend who cannot control himself when you say “raccoon pussy”. That is because, as he has attempted to explain, the picture in his mind’s eye of a lasciviously seated animal, legs spread, smoking a cigarette, with a come hither sultry stare in the foldout of an animal porn mag. Absurd juxtaposition
- My children can really crack me up and do quite often
- Banter with Sarah. Popping her with a kitchen towel still cracks me up.
Fake Empire, by The National
Lyrics:
Stay out super late tonight
picking apples, making pies
put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us
we're half-awake in a fake empire
we're half-awake in a fake empire
Tiptoe through our shiny city
with our diamond slippers on
do our gay ballet on ice
bluebirds on our shoulders
we're half-awake in a fake empire
we're half-awake in a fake empire
Turn the light out say goodnight
no thinking for a little while
lets not try to figure out everything at once
It's hard to keep track of you falling through the sky
we're half-awake in a fake empire
we're half-awake in a fake empire
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