I happen to believe there is nothing sacred in the arena of humor. Everything is fair game.
I in the midst of an existential throe, suffering from both ennui and angst. Not really, I just am a touch misanthropic and find telling people I'm having an existential crisis seems to make them go away.
Motto: Laughing to a drink comes out our nose is sexy; making me laugh so it comes out my own is sexier