In touch with my inner dumbass… what edition is it now?

Yeah, if I want humor, if I want funny, I don’t have to go far. I’m a walking laughtrack. And the good thing is? I can spread it. Far and wide. Like fertilizer.

For example, here’s something I don’t even remember doing, but it happened. Apparently one day, when I was leaving a long message with my baby’s case worker, discussing legal type things, I get to the end and what do I say?

“I love you. Bye.”

Yeah. I did. She’s checking her voice-mail and I said this. Only she wasn’t sure, so she played it for somebody else. And then somebody else. At her office. How do I know? She shared with my wife. No, actually, they shared it. Apparently everyone got a great laugh out of it. I work with these people.

No wonder everyone was smiling at me at the Christmas party.