Thursday, February 24, 2005
Think you're funny, do you? Yeah, I thought I was too, a long time ago. Hell, we all did. Called ourselves the Funny Gang, went around being funny - or so we thought. Ridge was the funniest, always cracking jokes, doing impersonations, acting crazy. The cops would taser him, throw him a cell and beat him while he crouched on the floor with the dry heaves, and that crazy bastard would just keep on joking, playing the room. Then there was Kat. She was funny as. Funny as what? Funny as Ridge, maybe. Funny as me, for sure. We developed this thing, Kat and I. After a night roaming the streets being funny, we'd go back to her place and tell jokes while we screwed. Funny stuff. The cat seemed to like it. He'd curl up in the corner and yack it up, laughing and licking his nuts and doing all sorts of crazy shit. Damn cat was so damn funny. Kat's cat - yeah, that's funny. But then it all went unfunny. Ridge went pro, started getting paid for laughs, a buck here, a buck there, next thing you know he's got his own sitcom. Unfunny as. Unfunny as what? Unfunny as Kat - she followed him, funnying it up every week on the box, selling out the craft. Not funny. Me? I kept it real, kept it funny. Going around the streets being funny, doing the work of three. But it just wasn't funny anymore. You know? Sometimes life ain't funny. Now I'm settled down with Kat's cat, things are just nice. Not funny, just nice. So if you think you're funny, maybe you should think again. It ain't all funny, being funny. Funny, that.
Posted by Tim at 2/24/2005 08:08:00 pm