The Tzeentchian Tango. The Mutation Mambo.
No, they're not sex jokes. Actually, the thought of them as such is rather distressing. And Slaaneshi. The Slaaneshi Salsa (credit goes to kitten for that one). If you know anything about Warhammer, easy reference, if not, I'd try not to worry about it.
I cracked these jokes offhand earlier today with hardly any thought, and my friend laughed harder at it than anyone has a right to for such plain, frankly kinda lame jokes. But as I grasp rather blindly for topics as exhaustion sets in and I realize I still need to write one of these for today, it occurs to me that I never used to have a quick wit like that. Granted, I mostly produce cheese and it's not always so on the ball, but it's a big change from how I once was, back in the day. I've changed a lot over the years. Once upon a time I hated crowds, going out, public speaking, shied away from meeting new people...
Granted, I'm no socialite now, but I've opened up a lot, and it seems to be a continuing trend.
What's happened in these years? Is it just the process of aging?
Worth saving to think about more another night.
Also, how I can produce actual good jokes.
Goodnight.
You produce good jokes? NEVAH!!!
ReplyDeleteSeriously though, you're far more quick witted than you give yourself credit for, you're just getting better about expressing it now. That's all.
Also....That that and less than two.