The other day, for the first time in my life, I laughed until I cried. I might have gotten teary while laughing before, but this time, I literally had tears rolling down my cheeks. All that because of some aside made by a comedian we were watching on Last Comic Standing. It wasn’t even the punchline. He was going on about his friends telling him he needed to make a will and plan for events like being in a coma. The comedian imitated his friends pressuring him to get a living will:
You want to have a tube in your belly don’t you? So you can get snacks? You want to get snacks don’t you? Snacks while you sleep?
This was in the middle of the monologue, but Steve and I were dying. We both simultaneously thought that was absolutely uproarious. Steve hit rewind so that we could hear it again and laugh until we were curled up in fetal positions to protect our stomach muscles. In my case, I was wiping my eyes.
Snacks while you sleep!
That’s one of the things I love about my relationship with Steve. We both instinctively found that hilarious to a degree I don’t think would have been possible with anyone else. And I always love to hear him laugh.
Dear God, it’s going to be hot tomorrow.
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