anti-prose. random matter.
laughing with the best of them...
Published on August 2, 2004 By crimson In Blogging
He laughed his ass off.

I was sitting at work today, and the guy who I hang out with at work was laughing by himself. I couldn't see him, because I was busy doing my own job, but I knew the score.

He's been busy reading some magazine, and I don't even know what it is because I haven't even bothered to ask, because I generally feel that it really wouldn't interest me, but now he's got me going. See, he mentioned that one of the articles is about some tv show where guys do stupid tricks on other people. Some are crass, most are... stupid. But his amusement at what he's reading is really getting my attention. I'm so tempted to ask if I can read it after him, but I can also feel myself not wanting to do so, as if to admit that I was interested would also admit something else. What that is, I don't know. I just know that I don't even want to explore the possibility of enjoying this form of humor.


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