Jokes

Take a trip with me down memory lane.

Remember being a kid again.

Five, maybe six or seven.

Do you remember all those jokes you used to tell? The ones with the obviously punchlines that made you laugh until you cried, and made your parents and friends giggle along?

Remember this joke? "Why was six afraid of seven? Because seven eight nine!" Do you remember hearing it for the first time, thinking that it was the most awesome thing you had ever heard?

I miss that.

I miss my frivolous childhood and those little giggles that punctuated silences that were never awkward. I miss telling jokes without a hint of sarcasm, just for the pleasure of the person receiving it. I miss jokes that were not intended to hurt someone, that don't end in "your mom!"

I miss jokes that are funny.

I miss jokes that don't make you think. My current favorite is like a history lesson in a snappy format.

Q: "If two wrongs don't make a right, what do two rights make?"
A: "An airplane."

Because in this joke, the second 'right' is to be taken as 'Wright' as in the aviators.

Why can't things just be funny these days? Why can't they just BE.

16 and I've already lost my childhood.