how my sense of humor works
My wife shouldn't have posted all those nice things about my sense of humor. Because my sense of humor is, well juvenile and malicious.
My manager, of all people, put this site into my consciousness yesterday, and it's filled with bottom-barrel humor like this:
And then it gets even worse, with comics like this, or just really weird -- but I laugh anyway.
Eseentially, it's a retread of my beloved Red Meat, and its appropriately-twisted sensibilities.
Hee.