Bored at Work, Too Cool to Do Work

I feel I must comment on some of the most frustrating and downright annoying habits of this pathetic species (I'm speaking as an intellectually superior alien):

First off, these "dead baby" jokes are just ridiculous. No really, more than they are intended to be. What people have lost grasp of is the reason these so-called jokes were funny in the first place. Dead babies in a particular situation wasn't the joke, but rather the insensitivity and casual reference to dead babies BEING IN a situation. Get it? Let me explain it more clearly.

Examples: What's funnier than a dead baby?
A dead baby in a clown costume!

How do you know when a baby is a dead baby?
The dog plays with it more.

What bounces up and down at 100mph?
A baby tied to the back of a truck.

What do these jokes have in common? EVERYTHING. Here is the structure:

Any question with "baby" as the noun.
Any sentence whatsoever that refers to the baby being dead.

My point? One joke is enough! You earthlings are so retarded I'm surprised you didn't die as a baby. Continuously making different questions and answers doesn't make the joke any more witty or funny. A "dead baby" joke is one single joke that is said a thousand different ways. It's not funny when you make up a new one. You're not clever. All you're doing is showing the world that while some homo sapiens (and other mammals, insects, plants, and the yet-to-be-discovered-by-man Glyphertinis Hypro, more commonly known as manbearpig) are producing thoughts and having blood flow through the brain, you are not and are therefore a waste of space.

At a distant second on my list of annoyances is despite your claims to have learned when you were four Earth-years breathing, you still can't read your own language. Countless times humans stare at a sign and ignore it as though it is beyond their comprehension. The most recent and ongoing example is that these people stand in a doorway literally 3 feet away from a sign that is large and at eye-level that reads (Line Starts At Chairs Behind You). They cannot look around it so they all see it when they stand at the door. Yet they continue to stand there instead of turning around and going to the chairs. Despite my knowledge of the 28 known universes, time travel, the 11 dimensions, and safety pins, I cannot form a theory regarding this habit. It is truly beyong me and it frustrates me so much. I shall continually urge Lord Mathlazar to unmake Earth's existence.