Two butterflies are resting beside each other on a leaf.One suddenly stirs, shudders, flexes its wings agitatedly, and cries out, "Oh my god, what a terrible nightmare!"
His concerned companion speaks soothingly to him. "Oh, honey, not the Zhuangzi dream again?"
[Ah, if only I could draw.....]
3 comments:
Hahaha, that's so funny.
Very nice.
Well, I'm glad someone else thinks so. The eccentricity of my humour is often rather isolating.
The eccentricity of my humour is often rather isolating.
Oh, do I identify with this. Over the decades I've developed a stifled but polite chortle as my default public laughter, mostly because nothing increases loneliness more than laughing alone.
I'm one of the few people I know who doesn't mind TV laugh tracks, for the same reason.
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