I was a serious young man up to the age of 15 or so. Then for some strange reason I started seeing the funny side of life. Then at 18 years old Satan, the god of loose traction in the corners,caused me to crash on my motorcycle and break my collar bone. Fortunately, due to heartfelt repentance, I was forgiven for such a sin. It wasn't till 1987 that Satan the motorist tempted me again to sin by luring me into the side of his van as he ran a stop sign.
I'm so weak!
Stan