This just in: Laughter is a drug. Cultivated throughout the world; this narcotic is frequently mixed into a composite with other psychotropics, such as marijuana, cocaine, opium and etc. The results? One word: Distorted. Users, or Jolly Fucks as they are often called, have reported a high frequency in physical dependency - on average users laugh 18 times a day. The side-effects are detrimental: increased pulse & blood pressure, uncontrollable bodily convulsion - and in extreme cases - abdominal pains. However, the stimuli of the endorphin-influenced europhic moments dryly denoted by habitual users as "Classic" or "You had to be there" distracts them from these effects. The proponents for the optimization of the uncontrolled substance often gather on beaches, rooms or theater stages and adorn themselves in clothing- reminiscent of a Bollywood costume departments or San Francisco in the 1960s - and recall their existence for inspiration in their protesting abuse of the stimulant. They are vilified as hippie assholes. However, they claim the experience is spiritual, calling it Laughter Yoga. The media has not help to deter the public following neither. Old & young engage in the abuse. One in particular is a Doug Collins - he is to laugh what Amy Winehouse is to cocaine-heroin-ecstasy-and-the-horse tranquilliser - who some in the jolly fuck community contest that he has added nitrous oxide to his special strain. The media has also celebrated the dealers. In comics, there is the modern cinematic icon The Joker. In news - there is the NY Times. However, what the streets and I like to call these dealers are...
You want to hear a dead baby jokes followed suit by logical critiques of the modern sociopolitical structure? Then these are the guys (and gals) for you. They are the intellects; the socially scientific and philosophical deconstructionist whom partake in comedy to observe, provoke and then laugh inside. The original trolls. Meanwhile, outside, the audience cringes: cringe humor. Which reminds me, another thing they're good at: awkward pauses. NT comedians are often adept and talented at awkward pauses. These offbeat opinionated nerds aren't attuned to timing, but dry wit, nonchalance, and incendiary commentary. They aren't cute (for the most part). They are realist. And surrealist. Never above flatulence, fecal or urinary jokes. See, humor is the device for their message. These comedians aren't sparse - except in personal anecdotes or exposes - that's not their shtick. Their life isn't the riot - its their thoughts (see: Bill Maher's New Rules, Dennis Miller Rants & Larry David's Keys to Happiness) and the laugh is because they are truthful, sensible and articulate enough to demonstrate their intelligence, undermine convention, while poking fun. And we can't. Why? Because half the time the butt of the joke is us.
Stings, don't it? Just how I like it.
Originally Posted by You