I used to be funny
I thought so anyway. Others swear I’m just trying to cope. Why can’t it be both?
You know why I couldn’t join the cancer support group out here? Because I’m offensive in my humor, and they’re kind and I didn’t want them to think I was making fun of them; just myself. My lymph nodes are swollen under my armpit and I can’t put my arm down. So I quoted A Christmas Story (when that kid was overly bundled up). “I can’t put my arms dowwwn! Waaah!”
And I said, “I’m a little teapot” when I had to walk around town with my arm perpetually on my hip.
“Please stop,” my sister begged. The situation at the time upset her more than me.
Not sure when my joking stopped, but I’m gonna get it back. I can take this seriously, learn from it, and still laugh about things.
You know why I couldn’t join the cancer support group out here? Because I’m offensive in my humor, and they’re kind and I didn’t want them to think I was making fun of them; just myself. My lymph nodes are swollen under my armpit and I can’t put my arm down. So I quoted A Christmas Story (when that kid was overly bundled up). “I can’t put my arms dowwwn! Waaah!”
And I said, “I’m a little teapot” when I had to walk around town with my arm perpetually on my hip.
“Please stop,” my sister begged. The situation at the time upset her more than me.
Not sure when my joking stopped, but I’m gonna get it back. I can take this seriously, learn from it, and still laugh about things.
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