Rob: Hey, do you want to hear a joke?
Taylor: Sure, I haven't heard a good joke lately.
Rob: Why was six afraid of seven?
Taylor: I don't know. Why?
Rob: Because seven ate nine. Get it? Ate sounds like eight.
Taylor: Oh, that's a terrible joke.
Rob: I thought it was funny. And you smiled!
Taylor: Yes, and I chuckled a little!
Rob: You need a good laugh.
Taylor: Yes, I do. I want to laugh aloud not just giggle a little.
Rob: Hmm. Should I tell you another one?
Rob: OK. What did the stamp say to the envelope?
Taylor: I don't know.
Rob: The stamp said, "You stick with me, and I'll take you places!"
Taylor: That was good. I feel better now.