The milk bit is somewhat important.

So this weekend I was told that I am not a humorous man. And like the extremely self confident man that I am, I naturally let that statement destroy my ego.

My ego is in tiny tiny pieces on the floor.

Nonetheless I can only go out there and prove the wrong. If i must go and research 1001 knock knock jokes, its what I must do. If I must go and learn humorous anecdotes about monkeys and fairy bread, its what I must do. If I must become wittier, more sharp and biting, its what I must do.

I must also buy milk.

Tiny tiny pieces on the floor I tell you.