granted you have a better sense of humor then me which puts you right up there with the coneheads and makes to totally oblivious to the jokes around you... subsequently you end up taking a joke wrong in a bar and pick a fight with a cop who proceded to beat the hell out of and "hit" your head throwing you into a squad car where you die from internal bleeding
I wish I could stop killing the people when they make wishes.
I wish I could stop killing the people when they make wishes.