Funny

At age five, I was not thinking about being grown up, at all. Grown ups were like they were in Peanuts cartoons. Remember they had a sound for them talking that had no words. I didn’t even want to imagine being one. I had no aspirations to be any profession. I think I was pretty busy being a carefree kid. Grown ups all seemed so serious and unfun. Why ever would I want to become one? I can’t recall even one adult with some bit of a sense of humor when I was five. If I wanted to laugh I had to find some hilarious friends, which was surprisingly easy. I have no answer for this prompt.

If I knew, I’d have made an excellent talent scout, which might have been a fun grown up job. I knew funny. Anyone who could make me laugh so hard that grape soda came out my nose, I knew was gold!