The sad thing about romantic love is not that it sometimes ends but that it sometimes lasts long enough for the lovers to get married.
This is a joke? Who is the butt of this joke? Who played this joke on whom? People will always divide themselves into those who find a given joke funny and those who do not. In the case of this joke, would that divide indicate a deficient sense of humor or just that some of our rules are broken?
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You can write a book on postmodern and psychological analyses of jokes. There no doubt have been.
It is one of my failings, I suppose, as a Zen student that I am not yet of the Thich Nhat Hanh school, of speaking softly and never offending, but rather the the school that talked about Buddha-nature as dried s*!t on a stick, with a giggle.
My taste for tastelessness was cultivated over many years; maybe someday my giggle will grow into a chuckle.
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