Yes! Last Wednesday in class, actually. We were talking about 19th century orphanages, and my prof. was talking about how unmarried women would drop their babies off at the front step, and then run. Then this kid in class asked why the nuns wouldn't just wait until morning to pick up the babies, and my prof. was like, "by morning, the baby would have been eaten by a hawk." And that led to a whole discussion about how bad orphanages were and how babies would be better off getting eaten by hawks, which he and I found infinitely amusing. "That's how angels are made," is what he said. I thought I was going to pee myself.
Yeah, we both have a twisted sense of humour. Then there was one time we were talking about Grimm's fairy tales, and I told him I read those to my sister at night when she was a young kid and that's why she's scared to sleep alone now. He said I should have put strobe lights in her room when she was a baby. That visual was funny as well, but I think hawks eating babies takes the cake.
Have you ever laughed so hard you almost peed yourself? Like, obnoxiously laughing almost to the point where you're on the verge of having an accident? Cuz that was me on Wednesday.