I could never be a stand up comic for several reasons. Most importantly, my horrific stage fright. I can talk for hours to almost anyone, but put me in front of a large group and I panic.
The other big reason is that only my husband thinks I'm funny. It would be like those terrible singers who go on American idol and everyone wonders why their family didn't tell them they can't carry a tune. It's because love is blind and sometimes deaf.
Anyway, I have one joke ready if my comedy career ever takes off. I thought of it while walking around my neighborhood which consists of many cul de sacs:
"Whenever I see streets with the big NO OUTLET signs, I think those folks must spend a fortune on batteries!" Ba-dum-Ching!
I think I'll keep my day job. Which I actually don't have.
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