Though Pseu deserves a whole herd of them.
This is Pseu as you might know her:
On a joke post about fonts:
These jokes are just your type
On a joke post about owls:
It’s not that I don’t give a hoot, it’s just that I can’t be feathered.
On a post in which my son emulates his mother:
that Spud is a chip!!! hahahaha
(Not sure about the hysterical laughter there, Pseu.)
On a joke post where Garfield and friends fix a cold engine, Viv commented:
20 sleeping cats would keep the engine warm enough to start. Problem: getting 20 cats to move.
And Pseu replied:
you mean when they are catatonic?
And in the same post, àpropos of nothing at all:
Too many spiders in your house can turn it into a no fly zone.
As if all that wasn’t enough, Pseu even wrote a joke for me over in her own comments section:
What do you call a group of shipwrecked Richards?
Desert Island Dicks
(That might be lost in translation: here in the UK we have a Radio 4 programme called Desert Island Discs.)
Here is your award Pseu; well done!
Check out Pseu’s blog if you like close-up photography, poetry and interesting stories about life.