My character is self-important, poorly informed, well-intentioned but an idiot. So we said, `Let's give him a promotion.'
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My brother Billy was the joke teller. My brother Jim had a really sharp, cutting wit. And the teller of long stories, that was my brother Ed. As a child, I just absorbed everything they said, and I was always in competition for the laughs.
Interpretation
Stephen Colbert reflects on his childhood experiences with humor and storytelling in his family.
In this quote, Stephen Colbert shares fond memories of his brothers and their distinct styles of humor. He highlights how each brother contributed to their family's comedic dynamic, shaping his own understanding and appreciation of humor as he grew up. Colbert positions himself as a learner in this environment, suggesting that his passion for comedy was nurtured through playful competition for attention and laughter among his siblings.
In practice
This quote can be shared at a family gathering to encourage storytelling and humor.
My character is self-important, poorly informed, well-intentioned but an idiot. So we said, `Let's give him a promotion.'
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I think as much as I talk about humour being a defence mechanism, I'm also really grateful that I developed it, because I now have it as a choice, rather than a panic button. I feel like it's there if I want to use it. It's fun.
It is ludicrous to read the microwave direction on the boxes of food you buy, as each one will have a disclaimer: THIS WILL VARY WITH YOUR MICROWAVE. Loosely translated, this means, You're on your own, Bernice.
The nightmare is you spend the rest of your life being funny at parties and then people say, 'Why didn't you do that when you were on television?'
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