It's Always Darkest Before The Fridge Door Opens: Enjoying The Fruits Of Middle Age - Plot & Excerpts
Nicolas-Sebastien Chamfort We received a letter the other day from a lady we shall call Priscilla, because that is her name. She writes, My home is full of tension and absent of laughter. I’ve wanted to move to a funnier house, but I think the problem is within me. Could you tell me what you find to laugh about? My husband likes blonde jokes and other juvenile humor and, like many boys his age (he’s forty-two), he thinks gas is funny. I don’t understand his sense of humor, though I will laugh hysterically whenever he does something and ends up injured. Other than that, we don’t laugh at all. What would you recommend? We decided to surprise Priscilla with a phone call. This is a portion of the transcript. (We could only write so fast): Priscilla: Hello? Phil: I understand you haven’t laughed in a while. Priscilla: Who’s this? Phil: Phil. Phil Callaway. Martha: And Martha Bolton. You wrote to us? Priscilla: Are you Aunt Bessie’s kids? Phil: No. We’re writers. Priscilla: In the rodeo?
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