People don’t have a sense of humor anymore. Case in point: My friend works at an abortion clinic and often gets me aborted fetuses for various practical jokes and the like. So I get one this weekend for our family get-together. I impale the head on the hood ornament of my grandfather’s vintage Oldsmobile. Then I cut up the body and lay it on the dinner platter. Next thing you know, my grandfather faints, my little nieces are screaming and crying and my aunt is vomiting. My brother tries to physically assault me, calling me a “f****** psychopath.” Now my family is urging me to get mental help. Joke? Right over their heads. I suppose typical of a humorless, PC society.