today my friend guinea pig said (via email) that i was a child. despite my 39 years i am still easily amused.
words like hump day, wood, coming, (you get my drift) are processed differently in my brain than in other people's brains. the words are read or heard and filter into my brain and then the dirty mind switch is flipped and it's all over from there.
i can't help it. it might be genetics. my brother also has this sense of humor. it might be environment. my husband has this sense of humor.
i know it is uncouth and base and "uncultured" but i can't help it.
my brother is thinking of a name for his computer company. we just talked on the phone. he said friendly techs.
i thought he said friendly tits or friendly dicks and laughed out loud.
it is not, as some people assume, that i'm thinking about sex all the time. i don't, trust me, ask the hubs. but this suggestive humor tickles my funny bone. (i said bone! LOL)
ok, i'll get back to work now.