posted on Jan, 8 2017 @ 10:35 AM
A few years ago a (now ex) friend and I embarked on an exercise the object of which was to help stop us laughing at inappropriate moments. There was a
point to it, but never mind that.
Anyway, we sat opposite each other and he had to try and make me laugh. How ever he chose to do that would have to be repeated until I could watch
with a straight face.
For reasons known only to himself he decided that passing wind would do the trick. Now, I don't find that remotely amusing but the fact that it
occurred to him was kind of funny so I laughed.
Because I'd laughed he had to do it again and I laughed some more. And so it went on until two things occurred to me:
1) I like having a sense of humour and I'm already polite enough not to laugh at people and embarrass them. **
2) I could control this session instead of being controlled. All I had to do was sit there and laugh and he'd have to continue what he was doing.
So I laughed like a drain for (seriously) ages. Goodness knows where he got it all from and I don't know how he didn't work out that I was laughing
just to see how long he could go on for.
**er... except for a couple of spectacular fails here and there.
edit on 8-1-2017 by berenike because: (no reason given)