My Goal Fun

JOKES ARE DANGEROUS Two days ago I heard MoSup apparently sobbing; gasping for breath in the living room. Before I could get up she came into my office, iPad in hand, and tried to explain but could not, so she pointed at it.   I was immediately simpatico infected by her jag, and  began one myself.   Not at "My Goal," which I find ordinary, but her.   I asked "When was the last time you laughed that hard?"  Neither of us could remember.  Which got me thinking; when was the last time I had a paroxysm of laugh-weeping?  Maybe when we saw Something About Mary?"   A co-worker once told me this joke, and I laughed so hard that it was fully three days before I could tell it without going into another fit.  The worst case I ever had, though, was while hearing a joke told by a guest.  I was standing, had just taken a swig of beer, when the punch-line caught me.  Instant hypoxia;  fainted straight away. Just like that. I mean, collapsed without warning.  They thought I'd suffered a H.A. You'd think I'd remember what that joke was, but I don't.