I meant it to be a corny joke.   I was mocking the accusation so often made among the college credentialed of not having a sense of humor as a value judgement in a system of artificial, superficial and conventional secular rejection of the more exigent and often less personally gratifying traditional morality which presents having a sense of humor as if it were a transcendent definition of the good, as in "What do you want in a husband," or, in the appropriate context based on gender preference, "a wife," answered by, after a conventional pause in a simplistic pose of giving the question due consideration, "He," or "She has to have a sense of humor," as if that will mean they will stand by you in sickness or health, for better or worse, in a caring faithful relationship until death do you part.  Or pay the bills.

Sorry, I watched a pirate video of Regard of Flight last night and the text is kind of sticking with me. 

A teaching nun was doing a lesson for Career Day, she asked Mary O'Brien what she wanted to be when she grew up and Mary said,  "A prostitute".   The nun was horrified, she said,  "What did you say you wanted to be when you grew up?   "A prostitute."  

The nun sighed in relief and said, 

"Oh, for a second there I though you said a Protestant."