Where’s George Carlin

evenwheniLie

 

 

 

 

…..Where does human humor lie, within the sadistic or is it simplistic, don’t  put yourself too far out there, I wouldn’t risk it; what is humor, what are we laughing at, a play or ploy on each others misunderstandings, misplaced plannings have won Grammys, jokes aren’t structured like wheels with spokes, but sometimes they are, some are created while drunk at the bar, or from serious scars, once told a joke about a headless prostitute challenged to be in two places at once, maybe it’s not the humor, but knowing when and not to laugh, it’s relevance a good joke should seek to have.

  • Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 16th, 2024 06:06
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