The lady at the gas station just doubled over in uncontrollable laughter after I plopped a gallon of milk, a bag of marshmallows and 4 pack of emergency gas station toilet paper on the counter, looked her in the eye and said, “I’m having a party” in an I’m-going-to-answer-your-question-before-you-ask-it way.

My comment really wasn’t really of the highest of comedic caliber but I’ll accept a few big laughs wherever and however I can get them.