A bear walks into a bar and says to the bartender, "I’ll have a… beer." The bartender says "Sure, but why the big pause?" to which the bear responds by leaning across the bar and ripping the man’s arm off.

That seems funny to me now, but I’m in that weird frame of mind that comes with the flu, having dozed for much of today and been largely incapable of thinking coherently. I just had a nice long bath for the first time in months– normally I can’t be bothered staying in long enough to really enjoy it.