life with a laugh track

So I watched a video this morning.  I laughed until I cried.  I watched it again, just to be sure.  I laughed some more.  I waited several hours and then watched it one more time.  I snickered.  I guffawed.  So, yes, apparently I think it's hilarious.  What exactly is it about typos and malapropisms that amuses me? (We'll ignore the fact that it's a little raunchy, because there is absolutely nothing wrong with my dirty mind!)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OonDPGwAyfQ

I remember my sophomore year of college (and actually sophomoric would be apt here), my roomie and I used to change the words to songs or even type out the words to songs (before Google with its easy access to song lyrics).  One of the signs we had in our room was "we belong to the city, we belong to the nifht".  This still makes me smile, if not giggle outright.  The other day I was reading Harry Potter to my younger daughter and I accidentally read that Professor McGonagall was the "assistant headmattress" of Hogwarts.  I laughed hysterically for 5 minutes and still giggle whenever I read her name now.   And, good grief, do not even try to talk to me when I'm tired.  I can't remember names or common words.  I've been known to answer "chicken" to just about anything... and then laugh.  One time I was trying to talk to myself (you do it too, that part isn't so crazy), and I did the whole roll call thing including our 3 cats before I managed to remember my name.  After I smacked myself upside the head... I laughed. And spoonerisms- always a reason to laugh.  Tonight in the car, a small crowd of ducks was blocking our way.  Rebecca suggested I honk.  I said, "I'm not going to donk at the hucks!"  And then I... laughed!

It appears that I could get a job as a professional laugher.  Is there such a job?  I mean other than a laugh track for bad television shows?  Oh well, it's a good hobby.  Last year, a friend and I were practicing in a public location for our piano duet- and may I suggest a piano duet as a fabulously fun experience.  We're both pretty ok, but not perfect by any means.  Guess what happened when we made mistakes?  You got it!  I laughed!  And because she's that kind of a friend, she had to join me.  One week a college-age guy mentioned how fun it was to hear us giggle as we played and that we sounded like a couple of girls.  Hold on!  Giggling only for girls- there is no age limit on laughter!  Don't get me started.  Actually, I mean that literally... don't get me started...