Justin doesn’t think I’m funny. He claims he meant he just doesn’t think I’m funny on Twitter, but I know he meant he doesn’t think I’m funny at all. Whatever. My grandmother thinks I’m hilarious. All she does is laugh when we talk. That’s why I call her when I need someone to laugh with me. (I have plenty of other people who I can call to laugh at me…ahem, Justin)
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I was going to show you the Twitter lists I’m on. A month ago, there were a few called “hilarity” and “people who make me shit I laughed so hard” but I seem to have lost my place on those lists. Maybe Justin’s right. I don’t really think I’m very funny on Twitter, but I was going to prove myself with the lists. Damn. I am, however, on some lists that will keep me awake tonight. Ahem:
And the one list…validating my original point. Even though my original point has been, pretty much, torn to shreds.
The one person who still has me listed as funny.