I know for a fact that I am funny. My dad thinks he is funny. It is in our blood. Funniness runs in and out of our character, and I don’t remember a time when someone had ever come up to me and told me that I wasn’t funny. “Lol, why are you laughing?” I would ask. “It’s because everything that comes out of your mouth is funny”, they would say. “Thank you…?” I would say kind of weirded out but also complimented. When little girls were thinking about…