That reminded me of this other joke I made up on the fly, but curses if I couldn't remember how it went. It was this really funny thing, not like... "*polite chuckle* oh yeah, that's pretty good" More like "*pause* lolwut?"

The joke goes something like this, but bear with me, I can't recall the follow up which is the whole soul of this joke. Anyway, it goes like this...

...I was in the kitchen late one night doing laundry, moms wandering around doing...something fascinating. I'm in a mood that needs no description, my sister is making rare cameo appreances that lead to her abrupt disappearance and reappearance. I continue to insult her, mom continues to complain, I'm in a good mood though no one can tell. I begin to nom on something when my sister makes a vague exit, I'm arguing again with mom...this is the highlight of my day.

Finally, a break a most important question to her. "Do you know how many trees died to make that sandwhich?" I point my food item.

Mom, pause to look at assembly in progress. "No."

I pause, this struck me a hard blow. "Well, that's not the point. The point is, how I want to go to bed, but I don't."

- For the record, we usually do stay up late and get up early. Like I'm doing right now to type out this sob worthy joke. I hope no one was offended, 'cause the sandwhich can't give a crap True story, bro.