Stop it!

I'll have to bill you for the lost time I'm incurring during the recovery period due to laughing fits.

Also, I can't do my own writing when I'm shaking too much from gut laughs.

Throw any guilt away, I'll take full responsibility.

Now, I'll need to see a story about the shrinking of the 21st century mind. Hint: walk just about anywhere and find your intended path blocked by some doofus intent on (fill in the blank).

Go on. Get busy, I know you can do it!