We all need a laugh and I guess you’re just the one. - Rod Stewart, Silicone Grown
It seems things get interesting for bloggers when they start to whine. Yap, yap, yap, yap, yap, yap! When does it end?
I stubbed my toe last week. It hurt like hell and it's all bruised. Yap, yap, yap.
I dropped my cellphone and now the sound's all screwed up. Yap, yap, yap.
I got up late, missed my ride, and my boss chewed me a new asshole when I got to work. Yap, yap, yap.
The President of the Philippines pardoned her predecessor for corruption charges that could not be proven conclusively, while her political fate still hangs in the balance. Yap, yap, yap.
The peso's value has risen but our earning power has fallen. Yap, yap, yap.
No one really knows if the proverbial shit hit the fan in the mall explosion or if anyone is still shoveling shit in our faces to avoid blame. Yap, yap, yap.
If it were possible, I'd like to stick my finger into a wall outlet to find out if I can get a buzz, much like this interesting photo I just found. Man, I need a laugh trip. Movies won't do it --- I recently watched "Blades of Glory" and the movie was so ghey, though there were only a few scenes where I laughed out loud. I did find Rob Zombie's take on the "Halloween" franchise a tad hilarious.
Anyhow, I've watched too many slasher movies ---the type where most of the pretty girls get chopped up and the somewhat virginal plain Jane survives --- in the past few days (Vengeance is mine, b*tch! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! --- but that's maniacal, not jovial. ).
I surmise even getting myself soused up won't do the trick. As far as I know, waking up with a hangover is a poor excuse after laughing it up in your own snot and puke.
And no, getting laid is not the answer, but it does me give stupid ideas. Then again, no.
Maybe I'll post this ad in our intra-Company classifieds:
WANTED: A laugh trip that would leave person in stitches. Substance abuse and pornography optional but not necessary. No moving devices required. Misanthropes need not apply.