The story of a memory
The naked chubster with the CRAB mask remembers the moments of grabbing a story from anywhere as if it were a personal memory: remember the time a dog bit off my ear, oh, yeah, of course I still have an ear, the doctor sewed it back on. Surely the laughter is with me not at me. Change the story to misdirect, redirect, use the laughter to build a shell. Limit, restrict, make the stories less personal, impersonal, use more puns, word play. Never join in the laughter. Build the shell.
