I just got back from lunch, and on the way back we passed by the AMC movie theatre at Lennox. As usual, Star Wars nerds are already lining up in front of the theatre so they can be the first to be adored on their I-wish-I-was-a-Vulcan (or insert Klingon, Willow, Harry Potter, Elijah Wood, etc) message forums. We decided to round the shopping center to gawk at all of these gems of humanity as they wait for the best three hours of their lives. It was pretty funny, there are about 20 out there now, most dressed in Star Wars t-shirts, and a couple in full name-your-Star-Wars-character-here costume.
Here is where it takes a turn for the worse, and I am presented with what I feel has been the biggest problem I have ever had to face...
We rounded the corner to turn onto the access road behind the shopping center, when what do we see in the grassy area next to the theatre? 8 people, dressed head to toe in their favorite character costume, in a circle, having a physical battle with fun-noodles (those long colorful foam pool toys). One of them even had a foam wake board, spray painted gold to look like a shield. These people had their faces painted to be in character, making their own sound effects, hitting each other with pink, bright green, purple, and blue fun-noodles. Just going at it like they were on any other planet but this one, where they were doing the silliest, most pseudo-homosexual, and downright funniest thing I have ever witnessed. Ever.
Now, here is my problem. As I said, I believe this was the funniest thing I have ever seen. It was so funny that I couldn’t even laugh. I just kind of flopped in the car seat like a fish out of water gasping for oxygen. Tears came to my eyes, but I just could not eek out a laugh. I thought I might have a stroke – a humor stroke.
To quote Cartman, I think I have blown a funny fuse. Now I don’t know what to do.