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There's a storm in my teacup!

Well, in my dollar store mug.

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Nobody "appreciates" my "genius".
There was an improv comedy show in Seattle a few days ago, that a co-worker of mine, Morgan, wanted me to go see. Morgan, Chris (her boyfriend), Steph and I went to watch it. It was a surprisingly entertaining event. But the highlight of the night was that they took suggestions and apparently Steph is a suggesting machine, because out of the five suggestions they could have taken for the show, three of them were from Steph. Nobody liked my suggestions, but I can come to terms with that.

They gave out Pez dispensers as prizes. Steph ended up with the bounty of a Darth Vader, an Ewok and Raphael Pez dispensers. Again, I can come to terms with that.

What I can't come to terms with is that when Steph was thrown her Darth Vader Pez dispenser, she couldn't catch it and it fell around her feet. We couldn't initially find it, there's no light around there, and the people on the stage double-check to see if we found it.

I responded with: "I can't find it, it's a little on the Dark Side around here."

Come on, it was funny!

...those miserable gits.

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Oh man, I love improv, it's the soul reason I watch Whose Line is it Anyway. Man, so envious.

I, for one, would have laughed. How can people be in an improv group and be so impervious to humor?

I can only guess I mumbled it into the seat and/or they were so amazed by my genius that they tried to pretend I said nothing, for fear of my comment being the best joke of the night.

Ooh mummy,
Ooh daddy,
let's play some

This made me nostalgic for Asssscat.

"I just want the softest boy..."

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