It was really funny.

[Guy Fawkes]

But you'll never know, will you. You've gone and wasted a perfect opportunity to have a good laugh. You threw it all away. Too bad, because it was really funny. You wouldn't know, though. You shunned it. The funniness annoyed and angered you, perhaps. So you missed it. It was hilarious- gut wrenching humour of the highest caliber. But its gone, and you're still here- staring after it, longing for it with your pitiful hand outstretched.

You can close your hand now; its gone. And its never coming back, because the time has passed. It isn't my fault you missed it- I wanted to warn you about how amazingly hysterical it was, but you wouldn't listen. You'll never quite know what you missed. Which is a shame, really. Because you know what? It was riotous. Oh, I suppose you don't know "what," since you missed out. Sorry. I'll just let you know: you missed an uproarious good time.

When I look back on how amazing it was, I can only wonder how idiotic one must be to have missed it. Sitting there before your very eyes, and you didn't see it. How drab your life must be if even the most vivid of things fails to catch your attention. That's a shame, because you must be a very boring person.

Don't worry- I'll try to warn you next time. If you aren't such a yawn in the future, perhaps you'll get a bit of the humour.