I needed a good laugh.
I needed a good laugh.
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It’s a “never do this again, or ever”. Been in front of judges and always warned my patients/clients to be highly respectful. They hold your little bits in their hands.
If you can’t joke about death then what? I made jokes with my mother about having lost two toes to diabetes. Just couldn’t count past 18 anymore. She loved the manicures and pedicures insurance paid for. She was twisted.
My joking helps with coping with traumas. World’s greatest defense mechanism.
And I’ve been shaving my head for decades so I’ve heard jokes since the 90’s. All of them.
Oh dear, I almost choked when I read this. Well played.
It’s never too late.
What about our monthly friend, the period? For my wife.