Here are but a few great moments in history. some are mine. some aren't i defy you to tell the difference.
- picture it: sunday in summer in the NYC subway. a young man is walking with his boyfriend when they here the distinct rumbling of a train approaching. without a thought, the young man runs to the train and jumps on and then jumps off when his boyfriend tells him it's the wrong train. in the process of hopping off the train, he gets his Nike leather flip-flop shod foot stuck in the closing train doors. He manages to pull his foot out, but the flip-flop remains stuck. as the train starts to move, he wrenches the flip-flop out of the train's clenched jaws, to delight of the flabbergasted crowd which has assembled. the young man is suitably mortified, though laughing hysterically.
- it's after hours in the glorious West Village. three friends are walking back to the car after quite an evening of drinking and...gaiety. the three are laughing and having a grand old time and two hurry ahead when suddenly they hear a yelp from behind them. apparently, the third was hit in the head by a cardboard box wielded by an incredibly apologetic (and obviously nearsighted) garbage man. while the third picked himself up off the cold, wet concrete, the two are laughing so hard that tears are streaming down their faces.
- here's the scene: you're an actor. you and your university theater group are putting on a series of student directed one act plays. in addition to directing several of the plays yourself, you've also been chosen to play the lead in one. on the second night of the play, you get so wrapped up in the character and the stress of the scene, that you blurt out...or shout out, actually...an F bomb. in front of a packed house. with a nun, a priest (i did mention this was a catholic university, right?) and several department heads in the audience. after one or two beats, you, your co-star and the audience recover. what do you think happens when you go back stage?
- it's happened at last, it's your wedding day! you've waited your whole life for this, and have been planning for over a year. you walk from the apse, into the church, on your father's arm toward your friends and (soon to be) husband. the congregation and wedding party are beaming as the organ pounds out the processional. everything is perfect! at least until your father lifts your veil, you see your (soon to be) husband and start laughing hysterically and uncontrollably for the length of a hymn.
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