Since I am a child of the media and I consumed most of the information via National Geographic, Discovery Channel and The Animal Planet my humour makes a sharp turn left off the usual. Words and the use of language makes me laugh ergo piss-takes make me laugh, puns make me laugh... If it makes sense, I'll laugh at it. If it doesn't make sense then it's a 50-50.

This also means that I enjoy a hearty feast of verbal sparring. Friendly fire makes bonds tighter in most cases and you can never want for less in my opinion. One by one, the biting comments are thrown at each other like grenades, we stab each other with our witty remarks, little by little like a troop of red ants consuming prey for the queen. We each wait for the other to make a mistake. Pedantry is our ally and after a victor emerges, we laugh and have a drink and anticipate the next fight.

Sadly, the world is running out of people who can verbally spar and that would be sad. I miss my sparring buddies. It's very different sparring on the internet. The pauses give you time to think about what you're going to write. It's cheating. I can say that because of that little annoyance, my remarks take a little while to form.

SIGH.

The horrible thing is the only thing I've got left is innuendos. Because I tend to use that pretty often.
DAMNIT SKILLS, I WANT YOU BACK!