After listening to a devastating NPR radio segment on schizophrenia, my husband and I naturally resorted to joking. Some time later he revisited the topic with reference to the subjectivity of sanity. He thought our exchange was amusing enough to share, so here you go.
Him: At least I don’t hear voices in my head, at least that I’ll admit to.
Me: What was that? I couldn’t hear you.
Okay, so it reads a bit cliché in print. So much of humor is in the timing, though, and my timing was spot on that night.