I am experiencing a debilitating case of Pantload Overload at the moment (symptoms: paralyzing laughter, loss of IQ). Hopefully our everyday hero Sisyphus can bail me out with a couple of doubles off the center field wall of wisdom; or perhaps an acerbic three-pointer of wit scoring the winning touchdown of truth on a one-timer of clarity in the 10th frame of the game of life.
Sisyphus only, please.
OW OWIE OUCH!!! Tummy...hurts...from...laughing.