Scene from this morning.
CoWorker J: [reading out of the paper or MSNBC.com or something] Well, it says here that several Amish people got killed yesterday.
CoWorker D: What happened?
CoWorker J: Well, Im still reading
self: Was it road rage?
CoWorker C: Susan, you are so going to hell.
self: I know.
CoWorkers-all: [finally getting the joke] BWa AHA hahahahahahahahaHAHAHheeeee ha ha ha heh. Heh.
I left to go pee because I was about to wet myself from laughing so hard. Jedediah bring me the well, we dont use guns or electricity uh, bring me the mule and the hoe.
I had massive cramps on my right side from trying to shut the hell up as my donkey bray of laughter was echoing through the cube farm. When I came back from the ladies restroom my director called me into her office, Susan? Why were you laughing so hard?
I was standing there sweating, holding my right side where I had a laugh stitch.
My reply, Please dont make me tell you?... Please? I will start laughing again.
You realize that everyone can hear you. Tell me.
Well, uhm Amish people died and I suggested the cause was road rage.
Of course she just looked at me and said, I guess you had to be there.