Laughter
One of my favorite periods of hysterical laughter in other people occurred in the summer of 1978 at Falls Creek church camp, in Okie-lahoma. Three of the campers of our local Texan group were dying of laughter - and I don't know why, I missed the opening salvos. I just remember the depth and length of their inane agony and inability to even stand up or stop. But we have managed to stay in touch and now 31 years later 2 of the 3 are my friends in Facebook and the 3rd one outside of FaBo is my longest penpal of 10 years. And one of them is a professional entertainer & speaker who makes a living with laughter. That should really be the ultimate business goal for myself.
Small town.
Small world.
Big giggles
One of my favorite periods of hysterical laughter in other people occurred in the summer of 1978 at Falls Creek church camp, in Okie-lahoma. Three of the campers of our local Texan group were dying of laughter - and I don't know why, I missed the opening salvos. I just remember the depth and length of their inane agony and inability to even stand up or stop. But we have managed to stay in touch and now 31 years later 2 of the 3 are my friends in Facebook and the 3rd one outside of FaBo is my longest penpal of 10 years. And one of them is a professional entertainer & speaker who makes a living with laughter. That should really be the ultimate business goal for myself.
Small town.
Small world.
Big giggles
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