Pffle; when are bad jokes ever to be dismissed? R enjoys an awful joke... pretty much whenever, really.

Goddamnit human spirit. Why must you never learn? (Okay, it'd probably be dull as cattle hooves if you ever did and the whole persistence thing is actually rather enduring but. Alllll kinds of pain.)

And ummmm, that's probably fair. >.> Have to find something cheery for her. Like a major fucking injection of cheer.