My sister and her husband are both very funny, and they crack each other up constantly, even unintentionally.
Her husband once launched into a story that he was very excited to relate and thought was absolutely hilarious. She wasn’t finding it particularly amusing, but she was enjoying his animated telling of it immensely.
After a few minutes of this entertainment, she interrupted him with a simple question.
“How much did it cost?”
His story had nothing to do with money, so he stopped short, confused. “How much did what cost?”
“Clown school,” she deadpanned.
This caught him by such surprise that he immediately burst out laughing and couldn’t stop.
In their house, the saying is true. Everyone’s a comedian.