This one isn't very funny, and I know it isn't. It is a very good representation of whats going on with me though. Both cheeks puffed up, unable to determine whats vicodin induced and whats my real sense of humor, and that everyone keeps calling me a chipmunk, even myself, are all true. That was a very confusing sentence, but I can't think of a different way to phrase that at the moment. I'll think of something that actually funny later, for now, I'm going to go stare at the wall and laugh at nothing.