Apparently, I said something funny a few days ago. Katie swears by it. But she can't remember what it was. However, even though none of us can remember me being funny, I have been pressured into remembering it and then writing a blog post about it. It's possibly the most stressful thing I've ever been through. I try to dig through my memory for something funny I might have said 3.6 days ago, but I just can't recall it. Every once and a while I'll say something that I think might be it, but then I look at Katie and she makes no response, or worse, gives a pity laugh. I'm patronized by the idea that I might have said something amusing that might have changed my entire life for the better and perhaps could have made me money and fame and gotten me several boyfriends, but I just can't remember it. Also, apparently that one sentence (thought, word, idea?) that I sputtered out 3.6 days ago used up all my funny. Sorry guys. I can only be funny when I'm about to go into a memory lapse, apparently. And that memory lapse also affects my roommates.
Maybe that funny phrase was actually a magic spell, and it makes whomever hears it forget what I said. Pretty useless, admittedly, unless your goal is to make several people crazy trying to figure out what it is that I said, including myself. I'm pretty sure if I figure out how to harness this superpower, I could be president of the world. Or something. Because I could say something stupid that would make people stop voting for me, but then they would just forget what I said and just remember that I was funny. Success. I'm gonna have to practice this.
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What kind of bear has no teeth?
A gummy bear!
....Yeah, I don't think that was it. *sigh*
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