Who doesn’t like a bit of a laugh with their mates? Well Rory and Kristian have been spreading the laughter this week by tagging bloggers with a lovable and laughable Challenge!
Rules: 3.2.1 Quote Me!
Thank the Selector – Thank you Kristian!
Post 2 quotes for the dedicated Topic of the Day.
Select 3 bloggers to take part in ‘3.2.1 Quote Me!’
The theme for this 3.2.1 Quote Me! Challenge is: LAUGHTER!
Oh me oh my – I love what I call belly ache laughing…when I am laughing so deeply that my belly is aching. I love it when something does that to you!
Last week I was writing a post about something that happened on a holiday and the memory is still so so funny, I sat there with my eyes streaming with tears and I was shaking with laughter. I was all on my own…but I was belly ache laughing at this holiday memory.
I am very fortunate to have grown up near Liverpool where there is an amazing sense of humour. So many friends and relatives can easily provoke me to belly-ache laughter. I love it! It is so good for you to be able to laugh like that!
I think my laugh is fairly normal.
However I have a few friends whose laughs are quite memorable. One is a friend of mine from Brazil. She has the most amazing donkey laugh. Please tell me you have heard a donkey laugh! We were so cruel. We used to deliberately think of jokes and funny stories to get her to start laughing at parties, and once she started, everyone would turn around and stare at her. She has the loudest donkey laugh I have heard. I love her to bits – but her laugh is insane!
Then there was Uncle Warren. Ay karumba! I remember he was telling Mandy and I a story as teenagers. It was a funny story and we laughed…for a few seconds. Uncle Warren started laughing after we stopped laughing. It was the weirdest scene. He started slowly and steadily, but you could see he was really taken. The laughter was descending slowly to his belly and then he started rocking and guffawing, and these huge heaves of laughter and snorts were being projected from his mouth. It went on and on.
Mandy started yelling for mum in the fear Uncle Warren was about to have a seizure or heart attack – she said his face had turned purple. I could not look at him because his laugh had reduced me to a blubbering wreck of laughter myself. I could not remember the joke that day, just Uncle Warren’s laugh that went on and on for about three or four minutes, before my mum was trying to pour water into him so he could get control of himself.
MAY YOUR DAYS BE FILLED WITH LOVE AND LAUGHTER…
…FOR THEY MAKE LIFE SO SWEET!
I am going to tag the following bloggers to carry on the “3.2.1 Quote Me!” Challenge on Laughter: