Okay, so I got into a bit of trouble with my last blog post. I received a lot of imaginary emails this week from my theoretical readers expressing their discontent over the way I verbalized about moms. Apparently, moms are off-limits when it comes to humor. You cannot laugh about them. You cannot make jokes at their expense. Moms are strictly un-funny.
Clearly, my readers are not getting what I am trying to do here. I am just trying to liberate moms from their comedic suppression. We did it with women's suffrage, we're doing it in politics. It's time for them to get a shot in humor. I just want to elevate moms to the level of dog poop, or dads. I mean, when it comes to the humor world, dads have virtually free reign. If a mom and dad each slip and fall in a puddle of mud, who do you laugh at? The dad! If a mom and dad each break a rope swing because they're too heavy, who do you laugh at? The dad! If a mom and dad each walk on a loose wooden board and get whacked in the face, who do you laugh at? The dad!
So the next time you think about not laughing at your mom, remember this: she's been waiting for this moment. Laugh!
- Carly
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