Me: “That made me sweat.”
Corey: “Me, too. My forehead’s a little moist.”
It all started when Corey said, “Look at the picture in this ad!” It said “Who’s hungry?” and has three people hammily-eating a giant hoagie. I started laughing. Then Corey started laughing. But we never would laugh in tandem. It was like gang-laughter.
“STOP!” Alisha yelled from the chair in the living room.
So we did. But then, under my breath sneaked out a throaty giggle. Corey fed off it and laughed once, loudly. Then I laughed louder. Alisha was very upset at this point.
It sounded like this:
From the living room: “I hate you guys so bad right now.”
And then the laughing started ALL OVER AGAIN. Good job, Alisha Priddy.
EDIT!!! I just played this back and Alisha goes, all calmly, “Oh. I know what that reminds me of now. When I used to work at WESTERN PSYCH.”Tags: Alisha, LAUGHTER, living room, WESTERN