Saturday, September 20, 2008

How Soon Do I Need to Start Worrying?

On the world-famous Scaryduck's blog I've missed two jokes so far that the clever and brilliant Debster made. At least that's all I know about. The excellent Pseudonymph and others have been funny, and I did an LOL, so all is not lost entirely. There seem to be more Bernice moments, too. Do I need to worry about this? Have any of you noticed any other signs of the destruction of my mind, or have I always been this way? At least I generally catch on to jokes. Life is hardly worth living with humor! (Thanks for catching that, Debster.) Yes, I do mean life is harldly worth living without humor.


Does this photo scare you, Brian? See, I remember that!

13 comments:

Dan said...

Do you sing "Black man , black man..." when you see Barack Obama?
If not, you are still good.

xxoo

David Dust said...

To my darling Grand Duchess/Auntie Flame:

As long as you're not drooling, you're fine. And when you START drooling, we'll simply give you a drool cup and you can keep on going...

XOXOXOXOXO

Joy said...

OK, Dan, that can be a barometer. LOL And, David, I'll try not to drool! Thank you, my wonderful nephews! xoxoxoxoxo

Debster said...

Jokes? What jokes?

Joy said...

AAAARRRGGGHHHH! NOOOO! ... fingers in ears while chanting - There were jokes! I know there were jokes!!!

Debster said...

And surely your last sentence should be without humour, not with humour?

Joy said...

Please don't call me Shirley. Let me be Frank.

Thanks, Debster.

Debster said...

Hmm but now we have harldly. I think you need to double the dosage. And you are still spelling humour wrong.

Thanks for calling me brilliant though, nice to have it confirmed.

Joy said...

Not my best effort, was it?

And you drive on the wrong side of the road.

Debster said...

And indeed sometime right down the middle of the road or up on the pavement - how did you know?

Joy said...

Although not as obvious as my spelling and typing, somehow I could tell. It's a gift.

Debster said...

A special gift? As in the special class at school? The one where you are not allowed sharp things?

Joy said...

That would be the one - especially now!