THE LAST LAUGH
Where is the last laugh? When someone says, “I got the last laugh,” where did he or she get it? Where does the last laugh live?
I searched. I did not find where the last laugh lived, but I found it hanging out in a bar.
“You look sad,” I said.
“I am,” said the last laugh.
“But how can laughter be sad?”
“Because I am the last laugh. Once I go, that’s it. No more last laugh. I have not had much luck in finding a partner to produce offspring to carry on. For now, people can only have me for a short time before they put me back for others to use.”
“What’s wrong with continuing that way?”
“I’m not going to last forever. What happens after I die? No more last laugh.”
I wished the last laugh luck at finding a partner. I promised that I would tell people, “Be careful having the last laugh because, for now, it’s the last of its kind.”