As previously articulated, I live in the constant company of humorous humans.
Below is but a sampling of the mouth-watering merriment served up by those nearest and dearest to me in recent days.
Married Mike: "My toilet looks like it's been attacked with brown Silly String. What did I eat?"
Married Mike: "No, that's not it."
Me: "So, Ricky Martin…"
Part-Time Roommate Liz: "Umm, Enrique Iglesias."
Me: "Wait, Enrique Iglesias is gay now, too?"
Part-Time Roommate Liz: "Oh, sorry. I thought we were just naming Latin pop artists."
Friend Jose: "I just spent two hours on Chatroulette."
Me: "How was it?"
Friend Jose: "Fun. My roommate snuck up behind me with an ax and chased me away. Then we switched."
Me: "That's hilarious."
Friend Jose: "Yeah. Plus, the chicks love it."
Substitute Teacher Friend Evan: "I'm thinking about showing the new "Sassy Gay Friend" video to my class."
Me: "You can't. He uses the word 'bitch' and talks about black wieners."
Substitute Teacher Friend Evan: "Core, I'm teaching high school now. We talk about black wieners during the morning announcements."
Me: "Are you dating anybody right now?"
Former Co-Worker Beth: "Well, there is this one guy..."
Me: "What's his name?"
Former Co-Worker Beth: "I'm not sure. All I know is that I have a violent urge bend him over and French braid his rattail."