Logically, trying to wrestle off death is a monumental waste. It naturally follows that if we all die, then we should learn to laugh at the absurdity of it, to flout social convention and crack the blackest jokes.
Not out of some twisted defiance, but out of honest recognition that we should enjoy the ride.
Definitely. I would make a joke right now, but I am afraid that my jokes are deadly. It is not because they are so funny you would lose your breath laughing, but because I would bore you to death. 🙂
Haha! Those are funny after a few hours and their lack of amusement becomes all too amusingly apparent.
Understanding my jokes is more like dying than living. It’s all a matter of time.
Tragedy + time = comedy, right? 🙂
Great sentiment! How else can you really drink life in if you can’t take a step back and laugh at it, even when it makes you uncomfortable?
Sometimes it’s the only way! 🙂
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