All my laughs nowadays tend to come from forwarded emails of the ‘look! It’s a cross-eyed kowala’/why doorknobs are better than men’ variety; or from my drunken flatmate Sara loveably repeating herself.
The last big laugh I had was at an email from a friend called Nick who works across the water in Liverpool University library. We drop each other lines occasionally to pass the time, letting each other know the contents of our sandwiches, the number of squirrels we spot on the way to work (record – five) and what we can see from our respective helpdesks (dropped USB sticks/Bent-over young ladies’ thongs/suspicious looking clockwork devices). The other day we were having a debate about the relative merits of the Friends’ bunch, after having agreed that Ross was by far the best.
My opinions were thus:
Chandler: funny up until he got with Monica.
Joey: funny until he got so stupid he should have been institutionalized.
Monica : funny with a turkey on her head ONLY.
Rachel: never funny.
Phoebe: funny when you are a thirteen year old girl, and somehow utterly unfunny afterwards. Until she does that body-pop at Chandler.
Nick responded with :
Joey – 1 IQ point away from being a sex offender.
Chandler – Not half as funny as he and the audience thinks he is.
Monica – Neurotic, unfunny misanthrope.
Rachel – Not funny but seems like a good enough sort.
Phoebe – Not funny and completely stupid for picking Mike the character with no characteristics over Hank Azaria.
This made me laugh heartily and sparked an office-wide debate.
This made me laugh heartily and sparked an office-wide debate.
Nick really is rather amusing. Once, I asked him what the 'Super Bowl' sports event in America was all about, and he told me that Super Bowl was in actual fact a misprint, and it was really called The Superb Owl.
Love Your Local Library. Funny People Dwell Within.
Ask this lady the one about the blonde
and the Texan Trucker
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