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3 things made me laugh uncontrollably in recently weeks. To laugh is one thing; we probably laugh a number of times a week. To laugh uncontrollably is another. I don't mean uncontrollably in the ordinary sense. I don't mean racuous laughter, or the kind that you get when you are being tickled continuously. Uncontrollably here means the humour hits me in such a way that I cannot get back into the conversation, or whatever I should be doing. It's like a car skidding endlessly on ice, I want to steer it back but I keep sliding away from the intended destination.
1) Boyfriend of a philosophy peer. Hey, a Calvino book. How do you find him? Is he good? Yea he is quite good for fanning myself like this. *Demonstrates*. This joke isn't original. In fact, my laughter was inaudible. But his nonchalant delivery and timing of the joke caught me off-guard. Part of why I found this pleasurable was because then I knew I had full reign to say lame jokes like that myself. I mused over this one for the rest of the dinner.
2) Bare acquaintance, came to sit beside me during a rehearsal. Talked a bit, and then she said: You know, when I heard this was a Reading Table session, I thought there'd be at least a table. This one is very good. It was so incongruous with what I had come to subconsciously expect from her I spent the rest of the conversation reeling and recovering from the surprise. I was completely knocked over, and I never did quite recover. Much to our detriment though, since later on she quizzed me a few times: What's so funny? Late in the conversation, I was still grinning to myself over her initial flash of humour.
3) Friend put a finger through a hole in her jeans and went diu diu diu. This, this one is the best.
1) Boyfriend of a philosophy peer. Hey, a Calvino book. How do you find him? Is he good? Yea he is quite good for fanning myself like this. *Demonstrates*. This joke isn't original. In fact, my laughter was inaudible. But his nonchalant delivery and timing of the joke caught me off-guard. Part of why I found this pleasurable was because then I knew I had full reign to say lame jokes like that myself. I mused over this one for the rest of the dinner.
2) Bare acquaintance, came to sit beside me during a rehearsal. Talked a bit, and then she said: You know, when I heard this was a Reading Table session, I thought there'd be at least a table. This one is very good. It was so incongruous with what I had come to subconsciously expect from her I spent the rest of the conversation reeling and recovering from the surprise. I was completely knocked over, and I never did quite recover. Much to our detriment though, since later on she quizzed me a few times: What's so funny? Late in the conversation, I was still grinning to myself over her initial flash of humour.
3) Friend put a finger through a hole in her jeans and went diu diu diu. This, this one is the best.
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