Outnumbered Two to One

I am easily amused. Just ask my husband.

It’s one of the reasons why we’re together, not only is he hawt, but he makes me laugh on a regular basis.

Unfortunately, I’m not that discerning in what I find humorous. Occasionally when he and I sit down to watch television (which is pretty rare considering our viewing tastes are so diverse, I like trashy reality TV, he likes the Outdoor channel), we usually opt for something light and entertaining that will please both. Something that will offer a good chuckle or two.

A favorite of ours is The Soup, which we DVR and watch together. Sometimes we opt for some SNL or Mad TV. Now, my husband rarely finds humor in anything on either one of these skit shows, he’ll dramatically roll his eyes and shake his head, like it’s beneath him. I, on the other hand, will giggle, guffaw, and snort at the most ridiculous segments. Stuff that borders on the bizarre has been known to push me over the edge. Men screaming like women will always get a laugh out of me, which inevitably triggers a chain reaction in my husband who will always laugh when I’m genuinely laughing. Maybe it’s my flaring nostrils, maybe it’s that gurgling sound emitting from my throat, or the tears streaming down my face, but every time my husband will laugh and look at me like I’m a head case and he’s happy about it.

Things that make me laugh include:

A recent SNL skit that literally had me in stitches was The Lawrence Welk Show, since for some reason I can’t include the clip, I’ve linked to the NBC website. If you haven’t seen it and you have three minutes to spare, go take a look, even now it still cracks me up with it’s weirdness…I apologize in advance to any of you with big foreheads, baby hands, and car chasing propensities.

And for more laughter Spins please visit Sprite’s Keeper for a chuckle or two or twenty.

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