Headsquiggles.

Time for A Run.
Me: All right, Body, let's do this. Time to go for a run!
Body: ...WHAT?
Me: You heard me! It won't be so bad - you can actually breathe the air here way easier than in VA, remember? No humidity! And it's not like I'm going to sign you up for a marathon or anything!
Body: I thought we tried this last year and learned our lesson. As in, nothing has changed from our swimming days - Toros don't/can't run. Not without bodily injury, asthma, or general embarrassment. And NOW we're not even in shape!
Me: Oh, come on, lazy-ass!
Body: No, seriously...seriously! NOOOooooooooo......
(After the run...)
Me: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I should've known better. I'm so sorry!
Body: [whimpers] Don't talk to me ever again!
gpoy.
i feel like my laugh — being that’s often described as “loud” and “raucous” — is less of a laugh, and more like some kind of -gasm.

so when you say something and i start to laugh uncontrollably, you haven’t just hit my funnybone.

you’ve nailed my funnyboner.

right in the g-spot.

so here’s my Joke Ranking System:

Impulse Buy: why did i grab that at the last second, again?

Bargain Bin: jokes that just don’t make the cut, but you still enjoy. secretly.

Coupon: you wanted it for a long time, or at least thought you did, and when you get it, it’s sufficient. but maybe doesn’t provide as much joy as, say, a spontaneous trip to Vegas might’ve done.

Top Shelf: a much appreciated joke, deserving of gigglesnorts and fist pumps.

Window Display: an epic joke people will steal from you in future.

Billboard: whenever someone sees an object or hears something remotely related to that one great joke you told, all they’ll be able to remember is that one joke you told.

Adele: overplayed. because it’s so damn good. even though at some point you wish people would stop telling it.