The Giggles
All through school I was prone to enormous fits of the giggles- not just a wee laugh but serious, uncontrollable fits of mirth that often landed me in trouble with teachers who for some reason didn't share with me in the amusement.

It was especially bad during sixth form when I shared almost every class with one of my best mates, Rebe. Both possessing the humour of an eight year old boy, we were constantly reducing one another into fits of helpless giggling, that kind of giggling where no matter how hard you want to or know you should stop you just CAN'T.

This was seriously the gist of an entire academic year:

Me: (looking down at previously blank piece of refill) hey, someone did a picture on my paper....

hahahahahaha, it's of a poo!

Rebe: (starts silent-laughter-shoulder-shaking as she adds something to the picture)

Me: wha.... OH MY GOD IT'S A COWBOY HAT, THIS POO IS WEARING A COWBOY HAT AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Both: catch each other's eye

Both: All over. Hysterical laughter.

Both: Sent outside to sit in the hall and think about our childish behaviour.

Both: Think about it and agree we're awesome.
(Mr._F is not actually a man- this username is a lie!, Sat 31 Jan 2009, 5:10, 3 replies)

my god.
I know this feeling. me and my friend Kate - every biology class, will find something to laugh about - in exactly this way.

*clicks*
(Poppet some assembly required., Sat 31 Jan 2009, 5:21, closed)

clicks
for last line.
(apeloverage committed the vile act of onanism on, Sat 31 Jan 2009, 7:16, closed)

I know the feeling well.
The worst time was during the 2007 royal london watches grand prix snooker semi-final. My mate worked at the AECC and managed to score me and a couple of mates tickets to see Higgins-Fu. Towards the end of the semi final John had lost some frames to Fu. At one point Fu cocked something up and provided Higgins an opportunity to redeem himself. At this point most of the spectators let out a "Go on John!", all except one person, who happened to be a mong. He let out a "Mnnnnnggg Jomnngh!". I wasn't sure what this noise was at first until i could here the broken breathing of my mate next to me trying his best not to giggle. I turned to see both mates trying to contain themselves, which resulted in me giggling like a loon too. We spent the next half an hour taking it in turns to compose ourselves, only for one of us to start giggling and set each other off. Sat beside me was a seven year old girl and her dad. At one point she asked her dad what we were laughing at, and he let out a rather pissed off "I don't know".
( Slippery Mick ‏, Sun 1 Feb 2009, 23:22, closed)