Counterpoint: We want to make jokes, but we know we suck at doing so.
God knows I am. I love making people laugh, but I don't have a microliter of comedic talent in my soul. 99% of my jokes fall completely flat. So I don't bother.
And yes, I know I should have used freedom units. I needed something lighter than "ounce."
Humor is important. You'd have to think the Lord has a sense of humor...otherwise where would funny earlobes have come from? Or fart smells. Boogers. The way my dog dances. Falling UPstairs.
So, a duck walks into a bar and says "Barkeeper, do you have any grapes" The barkeeper says no and kicks the duck out. This scenario repeats until the barkeeper has grown exhausted with the duck. So when the duck comes in and asks the barkeeper if he has any grapes yet again, the barkeeper cuts him off and says "No, I don't have any damn grapes, and if you ask me again, I'm gonna nail your feet to the floor". After an awkward silence the barkeeper asks the duck, "Can I get you anything?" The duck says "I don't know", then he asks "Do you have any nails?"
Reddit common 'humor' might be the hardest I've winced in all my internet experience. Goatsie n unfortunate videos and all. It was just so gay to see the automaton routine every thread. Also, seeing inner circle liberal casual talk as if you are hanging with them is jarring when you hit those curveballs when you forget your mind isn't in good company lol
I personally like to remain, unimpeachably, stoically sensible by coming at it from the other end.
The act of being abjectly, sublimely (just shy of taking a dump in your own hand), stupid is rumored in Zen circles to not be a flat plane, but to double back on itself into the realms of profoundly sensible and humorless again.
This is my life's work. It's like drawing the perfect circle, free-hand except with a higher quotient of farts being lit.
Get a load of this guy! He thinks we're not funny!
I alway thought the opposite was true. I think we are hysterical with the adorable comments and memes... Not to mention the Sunday Funnies!
the primary reason i get online is to laugh.
Im far too serious in real life
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tcwz8-EfFYE
Reddit is full of incels and furries. I hate that place.
Yeah, humour is the last thing I complain when it comes to reddit.
Redditor, to me: you’re an incel
Me: im married, of course im an incel!
u/#haha
u/#topkek
Counterpoint: We want to make jokes, but we know we suck at doing so.
God knows I am. I love making people laugh, but I don't have a microliter of comedic talent in my soul. 99% of my jokes fall completely flat. So I don't bother.
And yes, I know I should have used freedom units. I needed something lighter than "ounce."
Oh, I'm worse than you at telling jokes.
I mess up the punch line because I start laughing before I can deliver it.
Laughing at your own jokes is kinda pathetic. But at least one person laughs!
No kidding.
Humor is important. You'd have to think the Lord has a sense of humor...otherwise where would funny earlobes have come from? Or fart smells. Boogers. The way my dog dances. Falling UPstairs.
Truth in meme warfare is no joke.
So, a duck walks into a bar and says "Barkeeper, do you have any grapes" The barkeeper says no and kicks the duck out. This scenario repeats until the barkeeper has grown exhausted with the duck. So when the duck comes in and asks the barkeeper if he has any grapes yet again, the barkeeper cuts him off and says "No, I don't have any damn grapes, and if you ask me again, I'm gonna nail your feet to the floor". After an awkward silence the barkeeper asks the duck, "Can I get you anything?" The duck says "I don't know", then he asks "Do you have any nails?"
Reddit common 'humor' might be the hardest I've winced in all my internet experience. Goatsie n unfortunate videos and all. It was just so gay to see the automaton routine every thread. Also, seeing inner circle liberal casual talk as if you are hanging with them is jarring when you hit those curveballs when you forget your mind isn't in good company lol
A Priest a Rabie a Minister and a duck walk into a bar...
so the bartender looks up and says "crap, not another horrible bar joke..."
I personally like to remain, unimpeachably, stoically sensible by coming at it from the other end.
The act of being abjectly, sublimely (just shy of taking a dump in your own hand), stupid is rumored in Zen circles to not be a flat plane, but to double back on itself into the realms of profoundly sensible and humorless again.
This is my life's work. It's like drawing the perfect circle, free-hand except with a higher quotient of farts being lit.