was just remembering the few times in my life when i have just laffed my posterior off...literally. that one time with a friend from work during lunch...we just kept guffawing and guffawing (tho she had a more feminine giggle, mine's not pretty...more like a cross between a donkey in heat braying and a mad cockatoo, actually thats one of the many I have in my armoire)...and what do you know on the way back home, in the cab, we just looked at each other and yes, went at it like maniacs...with the rest of the ppl bemused and then not so, when they couldnt understand what the fuss was all abt....that was one laff that just went on and on...

another time in the hoary past, my brother and I, my second brother who always knew just how to get my funny bits shaking, went hysterical at home when one of my dad's visitors, a forensic guy came over and sat on the sofa which we hadnt dusted on that particular day...so both of us holed up in the kitchen, seemingly making tea for the poor chap, started tittering abt the 'prints' he would leave behind when he bade his farewells...soon giggles became howls...the guest left hurriedly and our dad did not find it all that funny :-D

there were others...and i somehow always had a partner in crime to share in the repast....i remember stuffing my hanky in my mouth, in one particularly violent episode trying to push the stuff back...didnt succeed...

there was a girl i knew in school who used to have laffing fits which became hysterical bouts of crying and we'd have to slap her or throw water on her face to quieten her down...rather dramatic it all was...

but yes, nothing like a full-blooded, spittle inducing laff that keeps ticking your insides like a persistent worm...

i love the carry on series, the mind-numbing comedies, silly stuff that just gets ole Vesuvius started....theres this series on BBC One is it? 'Come DIne with me" where 5 or 6 random strangers are asked to play hosts and cook for the group in turns and the winner with the most votes gets a 1000 or is it 10,000 pounds...they have an anthropologist, a rather ditsy global traveller woman in this group and an old woman whos an eccentric singer...funny...the anthropologist got sloshed with the wine yesterday at the fishmonger's place and couldnt stop giggling....i totally got her. :-D

Q.E.D laughter, like yawns = highly infectious....