A funny thing on the way for a soda

Or how I learned to love the bomb and keep laughing.

The one thing I absolutely love about this wonderful country that we live in is the constant humor seen at every turn, or step we take. We are American’s, give us a challenge and we love to take the bet, need a new video game, well you are in the right place, we have programmers who can make animals talk. Just ask the children, they all know deep within their souls that every living animal has a language, all they have to do is listen hard, and they will hear it.

Yes, I actually had a child say that to me this evening while I was getting a soda out of our machine. He was standing there with his Father and a tenant to their right was walking their dog. The little boy turned his head towards the dog and cupped his ear. I grinned and asked what he was doing and he replied he wanted to hear what the dog was going to tell the cat sitting in the window. I looked in their direction and sure enough, a cat was watching this dog intently, but not for a conversation, the hair on the cat was on end, it was snarling and just waiting to pounce should the poor pooch come his way.

I asked the child what he heard and he told me the dog must speak Spanish and he did not. I laughed so hard and soon the Father joined me, telling me he has had to put up with this since that last two talking animal movies they saw and that was the boys standard response. It was not that the animals did not have a given language, but they all spoke Spanish and he did not.

I decided that I would Google the phrase, “talking animal movies” so I could add a link for one or two, I was presented with 1,820,000 links to surf through. Therefore, the link is above click on them, surf away and if you find any that speaks this little boy’s language, we will let him know, he really wants to hear what they say.

What a country, give us a generation and we will destroy the very learning curve of the entire thing, the teachers of America must grow weary explaining why animals cannot talk, me,. I would give them talking animals, the kids deserve to hear what they are saying and I would hope they are bilingual for this little boy’s sake. We can add to that factor the unknown comic show in itself, or I should say unknowns who inadvertently become comics. We have our television comedians running around screaming racial slurs at anyone who did not like their material. Then they get their high-powered friends to book a late night gig so they can apologize.

The only problem was nobody informed the studio audience beforehand. They watched the video feed and laughed until it hurt, then the famous friend let them in on the fact that it was for real. That was the best gig Kramer had ever done on his own, we can expect him to be the new insults comedian, should his career survive, but it looks like Kramer has left the building one more time and may never be seen again. Between Kramer and Braveheart Mel, they should open a 12-step program for famous people who insult entire races, destroying their careers in one night. Come on folks, we cannot pay for material like this.

We have a film about a person sent from Kazakhstan to find what they need or he will die and let us not forget for one moment that he will also die if we do not see the film, talk about working under pressure, 007 at least saves the world gets the girl. This poor person just gets to die either way. This totally ticked off the entire country of Kazakhstan, even the extras were complaining about the cows in their homes the film crew had put their for humor, of course, that was only until the American tourists began to take notice and wanted to visit, for some strange reason our dollars tend to make people happy, who would have guessed? Now they want to give the actor a national award, they should reshoot and put the award ceremony in the film!

We have a magician shackled to a spinning gyroscope and hovering forty feet above Times Square and people loved him for it. Of course, the betting industry was never better; the bookmakers were making a whole lot of money off this stunt. I felt his little gig in London locked in a box or something was even better, the locals tossed eggs and rocks at him constantly. Let us see the magician can get away from flying projectiles while he is attempting to get out of the locks they told reporters. That was until the local police had to intercede to keep the magician alive long enough to escape from his well wishers.

Of course, we cannot forget the on-air catfight between Rosie and Ripa about the hand of Clay that Rosie’s boss Barbara had to put to a stop to, Rosie capitulated, but not too happy about it. I will even add the link for this one because folks, this is good stuff, do you know what entertainment was like in the 1950’s? I was tired of puppets and Uncle Miltie and was waiting for moments like this.

We have unemployed actors and entertainers going on reality shows making total fools of themselves, then complain and moan wondering why they have no career. Only in this wonderland of opportunity, can Mini Me become famous getting drunk with an ex-Brady, then tinkling in the houseplant and getting carried and tucked into bed by his Brady buddy. I was watching this and waiting for the Brady to sing him a lullaby. The funny part was watching the little guy salivate over the women who had decided to skinny dip. Hey, they need media time too and they can get it a lot faster than a Brady can, off comes the tops and bottoms and the cameras roll never showing another has-been again.

In closing, we must salute the entire entertainment industry for their constant supply of humor. The funniest part is the humor is always within their serious shows and dramas. That is great too, think of all the money we will save, all we have to do is read the news and laugh until it hurts.