We all know there are many forms of art. You may not always appreciate what other people put in that category, but there is someone who does...even if only the artist.

In my opinion, one of the finest forms of art is humor. You may not enjoy nodding along to a literary classic, or tilting your head to gaze upon a masterpiece, or scratching your chin in quiet contemplation as you listen to "Georges Bizet's Suite No. 1", but everyone loves a good laugh. If you've ever cracked up at a Yo' Mama joke, consider yourself a connoisseur.

And in its purest and most natural state, humor comes in the form of sarcasm. Self-deprecating sarcasm is even better.

Our good friend, David, is storing quite a few filing cabinets in his garage, and half the contents of those cabinets just happen to belong to my husband. Last night, he sent us this e-mail.

What's the most fun about having a billion file cabinets in the garage? Oh, probably just the surprise and adventure of what awaits me when I get out to my car in the morning, all grouchy and not wanting to go to work...and I see this! And I just laugh and laugh, just starts me off on the right foot and I know it's gonna be a super day.

For the record, there's about an inch of ice under that snow. So, because my husband is kind and supportive, he wrote back...

I'm on the floor laughing, seriously.

And then David replied...

Yeah... it's good stuff. Wednesday morning it was even more fun when my car wouldn't go forward or reverse but would go sideways right into my neighbors yard. And then got stuck there. And then when I tried to get out and revved the tires really hard I dug a 12 inch deep 3 foot long mud hole in said neighbors yard and got stuck even more. I was just laughing and laughing; mud and snow and cold and ice and my suit and tie and briefcase all mixed together in one happy bunch of goodness in my neighbor's yard with salt and cat litter trying to get that goofy car out of there. Wow. Good times. Finally got it out of her yard this morning.

And that right there? Boys and girls, that is a master of his art form.

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