Last night I was talking to an amateur jokester and told me the funniest I have ever heard in my life. I was literally laughing out loud. My virtual self was tingling from this newly found expression. Time and space yielded for this witticism that I found my self in the year 1793 in the beheading of Marie Antoinette! When I came to, I had to fight the urge to go into a "Rocky" montage. But I said to hell with it, when in Rome. The room filled with Ludwig van Beethoven's 9th and I felt like this jest was my own personal composer, instigating a wealth of emotions...
How do they say, I guess you just had to be there.
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