On the occasion, my sense of humour takes a vacation and I’m forced to take drastic measures to cheer up. This time of year is particularly hard because most people are stressed out and are short on humour themselves. What to do, what to do?
I can go kick my ex in the balls? Merry Christmas, Jackass?
I can go and pretend to steal people’s parking spaces?
I can go to people’s houses and redecorate their trees?
Looks like I’m getting beaten up for Christmas.
Oh goodie, an emergency room Doctor, haaaay.