So I was sitting at home, watching the comedy gala and texting (you know those meaningless conversations, the ones u don't enjoy but u don't want to just be rude and ignore your harasser), not really focusing, just daydreaming (about a bunch of grapes, with each druif having a seperate personality and the ability to communicate, if u must know. Imagine the arguments they'd get into...), vaguely conscious of the fact that on the T.V a comedian was up there standing there in silence with no one laughing.
I was then pulled out of my reverie (one druif had just zei to another "What did the druif do when it got stepped on? It let out a little wine". And the other found it incredibly insensitive) door the line "...It's not easy to shove a sleeping kitten into a hollowed out loaf of bread. But it is worth it if u want to surprise a mouse".
I considered this for a moment, looked thoughtful for a while (just because I like doing that), and then burst out laughing. And then I couldn't stop. And when I'd gotten over that somewhat pathetic joke, I found something new to laugh at, and then I pulled faces at myself and found them so hysterical I fell off the divan, bank and was rolling around with laughter.
Anyways, I couldn't get enough oxygen into my lungs, and soon started to choke. I decided to think about Voldemort, because there is nothing funny about him.
The volgende dag I told the joke to all my friends. They think I'm mad now.
I was then pulled out of my reverie (one druif had just zei to another "What did the druif do when it got stepped on? It let out a little wine". And the other found it incredibly insensitive) door the line "...It's not easy to shove a sleeping kitten into a hollowed out loaf of bread. But it is worth it if u want to surprise a mouse".
I considered this for a moment, looked thoughtful for a while (just because I like doing that), and then burst out laughing. And then I couldn't stop. And when I'd gotten over that somewhat pathetic joke, I found something new to laugh at, and then I pulled faces at myself and found them so hysterical I fell off the divan, bank and was rolling around with laughter.
Anyways, I couldn't get enough oxygen into my lungs, and soon started to choke. I decided to think about Voldemort, because there is nothing funny about him.
The volgende dag I told the joke to all my friends. They think I'm mad now.