Am I wrong for engaging in a solid ten minutes of laughter about a town? The sort of laugther where you can't breathe, you just wheeze pitifully while tears roll down your cheeks. The laughter that makes your chest feel like it's going to explode, like your face is on fire, like your lips are stretched too wide to bear.
Here's the
link to the
(
Read more... )
Comments 2
*Sob* I wish you'd been there for the dinner I had with Brushie's parents....
I'd always been so nervous around his parents who are very conservative and old-fashioned, and I couldn't remember how old the oldest goldfish was, or what his name was....so to start a conversation, I said, "Did you know there's an actual city called Dildo?" and started laughing.....and Brushie was staring at me so hard with his mouth dropped open, and Brushie's dad was staring at his dinner plate trying not to laugh, and Brushie's mom was looking at me as if I'd said I'd seen Jesus having sex with a watermelon in my kitchen or something.....
If you'd been there laughing with me, well, I would have been all right lol
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment