sábado, 21 de maio de 2011

This joke...

This is a big joke. All of this. Smiles are are so pleasant, they come along and cool us off.
This big joke, not one of us wants to admit that our lives are just well told jokes and even not so well told jokes! And some lives are really hilarious no matter how they are told. Smiles are sweet and laughing is infectious as it is bold. Comedy is courage a cure to those afraid.
People take these ways of life seriously and make excuses and turn away.
Tell me it´s not all for fun. Clowns surround you dishing out the most absolutely ridiculous puns. Then waiting for our reaction. Lips pursed, dear they wait! Wait for satisfaction... In our stutter, in our shiver. Wait for us to turn around and nail them with a smartarse response delivered, ha. They laugh whatever happens and their lil´ joy however absurd keeps them spritely, keeps them fresh. So true to their joke, true to the test, they know enough about life by letting it go. Sometimes the more we worry the more senile we go, only humour can save us only humour will show. Stubborness and pride reach around us putting glue on our backs and pushing us to the floor making us liers. In no time we´re stuck and complaining and wailing like helpless infant choirs.
Jokes, You got to know how to tell a joke.
Timing all that stuff, when they laugh for an instant they are your toy. Screw the joke up and everyone frowns or walks off annoyed. You have a dream that makes you do something stupid, jokes on you could mean nothing!
Punchlines rise and fall and who adores them more than a crowd hungry for laughs. Gods an immortal clown even when he crosses our human paths, check it out...
The clown was rejected by the sinister cannibals on horses, because they said clowns tasted funny with their clown paint running down into the sauce. my my.
The man woke up laughing not knowing what the voice in his dream said. Then he turned around and looked over to see the clown beside his bed.
The man woke up feeling really down, then he looked over to see a picture of a dead clown.
Life is a joke and religions are styles of humour. Preaching can be a standup comedy boomer!
What about having a weapon in a sense of humour, laugh out cancer and chuckle all the tumours.
And what´s not funny to one is funny to another. Even strange rhymes, bla bla bla.
The longer you laugh, the longer you live. Ha ha ha.

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