You know how there's a land of once lost and now mismatched, yet brilliantly white, fluffy, happy, and great smelling socks frolicking somewhere in lavender fields? That's the way it is with humor in texts that only come through as a big block of cheese. Somewhere near a wireless tower on a beautiful and always flowery countryside there are millions of jokes that audibly come to life as cows listen in, moo-ing hysterically, tipping themselves with laughter from sunrise to sunset.