The hard-to-breathe-because-of-laughing-too-hard type of laugh... the echo-through-the-whole-craft-store type of laugh.
And, better yet, I had someone to share that laugh with; my best friend was with me in the Michaels.
Looking back, the situation really was that funny (it involved peacock feathers)... And it felt so, so good to be silly.
Laughing is a such happy, happy thing.
The peacock wants to know why its feathers were considered funny... Bwahahahahaha! ;) |
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