Belly Laughs.......

[mousepod]

"Lake Titicaca, oh Lake Titicaca
It's between Bolivia and Peru
Lake Titicaca, oh Lake Titicaca
With waters tranquil and blue.
Oh Lake Titicaca, yes Lake Titicaca
Why do we sing of its fame?
Lake Titicaca, yes Lake Titicaca
'Cause we really like saying its name!
Titicaca!"
Animaniacs

[Claire]

When I was pregnant with Courtney, I craved food....lots of spicy food, to be precise. Especially spicy barbecue ribs and Mexican food.

One day in particular, I went out for Mexican with some friends in the afternoon, and later that night, Kelly and I went out for all-you-can-eat ribs for dinner. The craving part of my brain was in heaven, but the rest of me was HATING it. My abdomen was one solid mass of hurt.

After dinner, we stopped by Target to get some stuff for our new apartment. We were looking at some framed prints, when I released the most noxious fumes ever released into the earth's atmosphere. There was another couple standing near us, and as they stumbled away gasping for air, I loudly said, "Jeesh. Thanks for stopping by!!" Then we bolted....also...gasping. And laughing. We were laughing SO hard. My husband was like, "God, what a couple of assholes! I can't believe that smell!" I was like, "Uh, yeah. Buttheads!"

On to the next store. My husband keeps yelling, "Thanks for stopping by!" to perfect strangers, and grumbling about what those idiots must have eaten in order to make such a profane odor. I was feeling like I'd just gotten away with murder.

And then when I was alone on an aisle Z....I could feel my stomach move and groove and then DAMN that smell left my body again. I started laughing again....all by myself. And quickly left the aisle.

A few minutes go by....my husband remembered he needed something on aisle Z and I turned beet red, then relaxed, thinking there was NO WAY that smell could still be there. My husband returned from aisle Z, his eyebrows burnt off, his nose watering....and was able to sputter the words....."Thanks for stopping by!"

We literally couldn't walk, we were laughing SO HARD. I think we left without actually purchasing anything.

Eleven years later and anytime either of us hears or says, "Thanks for stopping by!" we laugh like stupid lunatics.

And that was the last time I ever farted.

[dsnylndmom]

There, right there that story was my most recent belly laugh!!!

[tracilicious]

Originally Posted by Claire

Eleven years later and anytime either of us hears or says, "Thanks for stopping by!" we laugh like stupid lunatics.

And that was the last time I ever farted.

This reminds me of my favorite Claire story EVER. "Would you, or would you not, like me to buy you some tampons?!" LOL, I still crack up when I think of that.

The most innappropriate thing I've ever laughed at is really horrible. I was childless then, I'm sure I couldn't laugh at anything to do with the death of a child now, but I'm still a very bad person for laughing about it.

This little boy (9 or 10) has a brain tumor. They go through many surgeries and treatments to remove it. He beats all the odds for survival. He finally has a clear bill of health, but they are going in for a routine CAT scan (the one where you put your head in a tunnel and this big thing takes pictures of your brain). Some idiot nurses aid or volunteer walks in while the scan is being done with a freaking oxygen tank. The machine is one big magnet, so the tank flies over and crushes the kids head. He dies.

I told you I'm awful. That story still made me chuckle. The sheer irony of defeating a brain tumor and then having your head crushed in a freak accident is too much. Good thing I don't believe in hell. I'd go there for sure.

[Claire]

Originally Posted by tracilicious

Good thing I don't believe in hell. I'd go there for sure.

Totally. I'd see you there.