When the first conversation of the day goes like this, how can you help but not be in a good mood:

marci: "if it was a joke god would have put A FEW here for us to laugh at, but NO, It has to be a punishment"
B: hahaahahah
B: what about the last part where he was talking about having midget parents
B: that shit was gold
marci: the whole thing had me belly laughing
B: poor midgets
marci: oh no
marci: funny midgets you mean, they can't help but to be funny, they don't have to be poor, if they would only let people own them
B: the rest of my life, when i see a midget i will think of you. How bizarre?
marci: that is awesome