I have my dad's sense of humor, I suppose. He loves those "dad jokes" that make you roll your eyes but still chuckle. Personally, I have always taken immense pleasure in the inside joke. Even if I'm the only one who's in on it.
So if I can't be funny, I'll settle for pretty. And if I'm not as pretty, it's probably because I'm rock climbing. Still wearing powder, covered in chalk.