I like to think that I have a healthily, twisted, warped sense of humour. In fact it's one of the few of my characteristics that I actually quite like. I like things that are funny because they are obvious, or simple, or filthy or whatever. I do not however *gets on soapbox* advocate humour that is at the expense of someone else's feelings, that hurts them *gets off soapbox*

Sometimes I wish that my witty ripostes were a little faster but I know that I can take the piss with the best of them, and that for most part I can take as good as I give (thank you Big Brothers Senior & Junior for the gruelling training).

But every now and then I have a sense of humour bypass and I had one tonight when a dear friend accused me of being 'muff before mates'.

She: I was only kidding
Me: Well it's not true and it's not fair so don't bloody say that again
She: (sheepishly) Sorry
Me: (all petulant) Whatever.

Then when I got off the phone to try and watch CSI, I was all huffy.

I'll take criticism (begrudgingly admittedly), but I can not be accepting this sort of remark.

So if you'll excuse me, I'm off to continue being huffy.

Normal service will resume tomorrow.

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