Funny
I used to think that I was a pretty funny guy. A good friend of mine who is one of the funniest people I know and I used to sit around cracking each other up; and we'd often then talk about, "What if someday I'm just not funny?" I think about those conversations a lot these days, because I often just don't feel as funny. But then, said friend and I talk and we start cracking each other up again, and it dawns on me--funny takes more than one person. (Not always, of course. I've written before on how I crack myself up.) Or, at least, friends are catalysts for each other's humor, and some people help me be funnier than other people do.
Still, I somehow don't think I'll ever be funny enough to come up with shit like this:
Filed under:Comics as Life
I used to think that I was a pretty funny guy. A good friend of mine who is one of the funniest people I know and I used to sit around cracking each other up; and we'd often then talk about, "What if someday I'm just not funny?" I think about those conversations a lot these days, because I often just don't feel as funny. But then, said friend and I talk and we start cracking each other up again, and it dawns on me--funny takes more than one person. (Not always, of course. I've written before on how I crack myself up.) Or, at least, friends are catalysts for each other's humor, and some people help me be funnier than other people do.
Still, I somehow don't think I'll ever be funny enough to come up with shit like this:

Filed under:Comics as Life
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