Chapter 5: the clown
ever since i was young, i was used to being teased the fat kid. even at a young and tender age, kids are subconsciously programmed to hate fat kids and avoid them. so what do you do to make friends in a world where you are not accepted? well, in my case, i resorted to humor to break the ice. i was the class clown in short. this works better when you’re young but still has great potential when making new friends. it’s good to be able to laugh at yourself sometimes as it adds a whole new perspective in life. many of my close friends can attest to this, when i am working i can be dead-on serious but when i’m whacky, i am whacky all the way. it surprises them sometimes when they don’t know you that well and think you have a stick up ur butt. i like to see their astonished faces after seeing the otherside (the darkside) of me.
all this talk about humor and whackiness got me thinking about a question someone once asked me. Why are dirty jokes funnier than clean jokes? have you watched the telly lately? it’s slapstick humor (humour for the English), toilet humor and so on. i myself, agree with this and find good ol’ dirty jokes work best ; ) well most of the time that is. some people don’t perceive it as a joke and are fairly disgusted. to those people, i respect your principles and opinions, but…take a chill pill : ) it’s just a joke.
another one of my observations, why do some people laugh reservedly whilst others let loose a loud guffaw? i mean, if it is really good and you have to…just let it fly…heck, roll on the floor if you feel like it. it only adds more to the joke if you fall of the chair laughing, right? right? so try a nice hearty laugh, chuckle, guffaw or rolling on the floor while grabbing at your sides and wiping the tears from your eyes sometimes. then you can come in here and post the joke as a comment. share it!
emo: mischevious and bored…i think it should be - bored and therefore mischevious ; /
