As an endowed member of the Academy of Science I would like to share with you a part of my study on what is funny and what is not funny. It comes down to the actual anatomy of the human being.
Comedy is brewed exclusively in the testicles.
Only those members of the species who are properly equipped with this body part (or “silly sacks” as we have come to call them in the scientific community) are able to wield the power of funny. These are true facts, you can look it up.
When a lady talks, it’s serious business.
In order to distinguish a comment made in jest from a normal female comment, the statement must be concluded with the qualifier: “Ain’t that the way, ladies? Ain’t it the truth?” The female attempt at comedy normally has to do with how boyfriends always leave the toilet seat up, or the inconveniences of bras. If the comment is not ended with this qualifier, one can naturally assume that the statement in question is meant to be taken at face value, and fall under the category of “bitching”.
The woman or the “testicless” is meek and demure, and is therefore incapable of properly executing comedy correctly. Comedy comes from deep seeded anger that is brewed inside the silly sacks. Anger is another trait that the testicless is incapable of experiencing in the normal sense of the word.
Anyone without silly sacks who attempts comedy or satire is most definitely a witch who must be driven out of town by angry torch carrying mobs until our community is once again clean. I keep a fire burning in my yard to light said torches. The testicless need to be put in their place.
Ain’t that the way, ladies? Ain’t it the truth?
