Your life is a joke.

What kind of joke is it?

Mine, for example, is a "why did the chicken cross the road" sort, with a really lame punchline. Feel free to offer one. I've got a few possibilities:

a) To get to the other side. (Existentialist perspective. See, it's like "the road" is a metaphor for life, and of course, "the other side" is death, and that's all there is. Get it? GET IT?)

b) To avoid doing anything productive (No, really. On one side of the road, there's a university. On the other side, there's a social networking site and an online RPG.)

c) Manic spree--believed she was moving faster than she actually was, and also wanted to prove her invincibility. (Psychobabble)

d) Suicide attempt. (Groaner. Suicide isn't funny, y'all.)

e) The road is an allusion. There is no chicken. (Simplistic eastern philosophical spin)

8. Da da!

g) Quack.

m) Sex. That's why everyone does everything, especially dumb animals.

h) She didn't know any better. She should have stayed in the fucking kitchen where she belonged.

I am such a birdbrain.