What does that make me?

The memories and thoughts of last night have stayed with me throughout today, blogger world. It was such good fun in every aspect of the word and I hope it shone through with the post last night and in particular with the comments on it thereafter. I hope we did not offend anyone, I don't think we have, I think it was kept within acceptable boundaries; we were just sharing a night of good times and much laughter. 

I have never known a guy who could make me laugh so much and, more often than not, beat me at my own game. I have re-read the post and comments from last night two times through and they still make me laugh so. I wish you could have seen us passing the macbook back and forth to each other whilst making the comments, it was so funny; very childish but so funny. It reminded me in some fashion of a game of chess, staring over a computer screen whilst trying to think of the next funny retort. 

It is often said that there's a lot of truth spoken in jest and I tend to believe that statement. So applying those rules to the comments made last night on here, what does that make me? Answers are not necessary dear readers, particularly if those readers happen to be my boyfriend or girlfriend.