So what’s worse, hearing a bad joke or hearing fake laughter at the bad joke? By fake laughter, I’m not talking about the sarcastic laughter people do, like me, to make the teller of the joke feel like an idiot. We’re asses, and I’m quite content at being that. I’m talking about canned laughs; the shit that’s all over American sitcoms on television. I don’t know if it’s more painful to watch a sitcom and be told when to laugh, or just not find a joke remotely funny and hear the cues to laugh. This isn’t 1984, and the audience isn’t that fucking stupid. We get the jokes, and your jokes aren’t funny. Learn to write something actually funny and have it said in front of an audience; there’s your laugh track. I don’t know who first thought of a laugh track. Whoever they were, I hope their corpse has…
