"ROTFL"
That's one phrase that's used so often, especially on chat, except that you're not really rolling on the floor laughing then, are you? 'It's just an expression', as they say. However, last night, I was such a superb example that I wish someone had taken a video! (And I'm a very camera-shy person in general, me wanting a video of myself is saying something.)
I was with a friend last evening, we were walking home from the beach around ten-ish, and the conversation turned at some point to "Greatest Saves on What Would Otherwise Have Been Most Embarrassing Moments". Now, I don't want to divulge what is clearly her secret but when she narrated the history of her save, it immediately hit me how awful her situation was (and how funny, when seen from another angle) and how well she walked out. Plus, I would classify hers as one of those slightly gross but allowable dinner party stories that make you an instant hit in your company. Not that I'd use it, but well, the temptation's strong.
Well, anyway, so I start to laugh. Now it's well past ten at night, but there's still traffic in the area. I laugh and laugh, and pretty soon, I'm getting tired out from the laughter. Almost before I realized it, I was on the grass (we're still on the sidewalk, in full view of everyone) and R-O-T-F-L. Poor S! First of all, it's her awful story. And that's my reaction. Then, people start to look out from the windows of their vehicles. It's Friday night - and I might be the girl who just walked out the door of the nearby bar, wasted. (I swear, all I had was water. Maybe that's what it was.) And then, S is so 'sensible', I'm sure it struck her she'd never been in a weirder situation before. So, she starts hissing at me to get up and act my age, and that makes me laugh even more!
Well, anyway, the hysteria died down a bit eventually, and she took it well enough to joke to her boyfriend about it when we met him this morning; but I'm sure I won't be invited back there in a hurry. Not because I laughed at her story so hard, but because, in the telling of her first embarrassing situation, she got caught in another embarrassing moment.
I was with a friend last evening, we were walking home from the beach around ten-ish, and the conversation turned at some point to "Greatest Saves on What Would Otherwise Have Been Most Embarrassing Moments". Now, I don't want to divulge what is clearly her secret but when she narrated the history of her save, it immediately hit me how awful her situation was (and how funny, when seen from another angle) and how well she walked out. Plus, I would classify hers as one of those slightly gross but allowable dinner party stories that make you an instant hit in your company. Not that I'd use it, but well, the temptation's strong.
Well, anyway, so I start to laugh. Now it's well past ten at night, but there's still traffic in the area. I laugh and laugh, and pretty soon, I'm getting tired out from the laughter. Almost before I realized it, I was on the grass (we're still on the sidewalk, in full view of everyone) and R-O-T-F-L. Poor S! First of all, it's her awful story. And that's my reaction. Then, people start to look out from the windows of their vehicles. It's Friday night - and I might be the girl who just walked out the door of the nearby bar, wasted. (I swear, all I had was water. Maybe that's what it was.) And then, S is so 'sensible', I'm sure it struck her she'd never been in a weirder situation before. So, she starts hissing at me to get up and act my age, and that makes me laugh even more!
Well, anyway, the hysteria died down a bit eventually, and she took it well enough to joke to her boyfriend about it when we met him this morning; but I'm sure I won't be invited back there in a hurry. Not because I laughed at her story so hard, but because, in the telling of her first embarrassing situation, she got caught in another embarrassing moment.
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