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Nov. 15th, 2006 11:57 pmWell I went to work. I win at the responsible adult game. It was crap btw, but meh.
oh but one bit was good - see what people don't always know about me is that if you *really* make me laugh, I get a bit like something from The Exorcist. I emit great big gratey barking noises, then wheeze like Muttley. I make myself dizzy, see spots and go scarlet. But you have to *really* make me laff, so not everyone sees it..
Today, a serious discussion on a National Front offender somehow segued itself into a discussion on dancing, which moved on to Ian and Andrew giving examples of their dancing. Ian being a classic mandancer if you will, whilst Andrew had a bit of a groove going on... Cue The Laugh. I'm standing in this office, with the two of them grooving away to their own sweet music, each with a commentary as to their style - which is enough to set me off - the thought of offenders walking past and glancing through to see this scenario threatened to finish me off - and then came the bark.. and the literal 'jump' that it caused and the look on their faces - I was helpless - couldn't breathe, wheezing, crying - Ian still dancing and Andrew looking more scared by the minute!
prob one of those you had to be there things, but it helped me through the day...
oh but one bit was good - see what people don't always know about me is that if you *really* make me laugh, I get a bit like something from The Exorcist. I emit great big gratey barking noises, then wheeze like Muttley. I make myself dizzy, see spots and go scarlet. But you have to *really* make me laff, so not everyone sees it..
Today, a serious discussion on a National Front offender somehow segued itself into a discussion on dancing, which moved on to Ian and Andrew giving examples of their dancing. Ian being a classic mandancer if you will, whilst Andrew had a bit of a groove going on... Cue The Laugh. I'm standing in this office, with the two of them grooving away to their own sweet music, each with a commentary as to their style - which is enough to set me off - the thought of offenders walking past and glancing through to see this scenario threatened to finish me off - and then came the bark.. and the literal 'jump' that it caused and the look on their faces - I was helpless - couldn't breathe, wheezing, crying - Ian still dancing and Andrew looking more scared by the minute!
prob one of those you had to be there things, but it helped me through the day...
