Humour's a funny thing, some of the supposedly fun things and people leave me cold and the person next to me prostate with laughter and then again visa versa.
Our individual senses of humour seem to be unexplainable, the tastes we have must be shaped by so many facets of our individual histories and more, I'll put up my hands to the view that my humour fixated at about the age of twelve and I don't mind who says so, I would have to agree.
People without an apparent sense of humour, you do get the odd one from time to time, are put on the earth to amplify the fun others have due to the serious looks on their faces.
It's an impossible job to analyse humour, I loved Bob Monkhouse's remark about sex at 70? he said he lives at number 65 himself.
Regards to all ippy