There is nothing humorous in being a middle aged menopausal female. Chin hairs are not humorous. Searching for one's keys while carrying them around with you is not humorous. Calling your cats by dead cats' names is not humorous. Rising blood pressure and falling boobs are not humorous. Thinking you are being followed on a dark street only to realize that the sound is the sound of your corduroy encased thighs squishing is not humorous. Have I made my point?