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[khyber]

Someone told me a I sound wheezy, gleeful, and creepy.

[Boodleheimer]

i've been told my laugh sounds just like my mother's. but no other descriptions have been offered.

[andrew]

.....

[Son Deureo!]

Too damn loud.

Screw 'em.

[the_beaver]

Unique.

[SarcasmKills]

Woody Woodpeckerish

[numazawa]

Climactic.

[Young FRANKenstein]

Chewbacca-esque

[piscin]

No one's mentioned my laugh, but my recruiter told me I sound like a man (I'm female), and my mother told me I sound like Frank Bruno on twenty cigarettes a day

[oneofthesarahs]

When I'm laughing just a little, my laugh is pretty normal. But when I am truly, truly laughing, I am dead silent. But my entire body shakes-I probably look like an epileptic.

But here is the hardest I have ever laughed while teaching: I was standing in front of the class, just hanging out, waiting for the bell to ring, when one of my students runs into the class. "Teacher!" she yelled. "Susan's stuck in the bathroom!" One of my students managed to lock herself into one of the stalls, and they are the full door squat toilets, so there was no easy solution of crawling under the door. The director and other various female employees were in there, trying to get her out, and the bell had just rung, so I had to carry on with class. Unfortunately, the bathroom was right outside of my classroom, so I could see people frantically running in and out of the bathroom. I was trying with all my might not to laugh, but an occasionally chuckle would escape me. One of my students, Andy, who is a real ornery bugger anyway, noticed me laughing and would laugh everytime I did, which only made things worse.

As a warm-up exercise, the class was writing "usually...but" sentences. Things like "Bob usually gets up early, but today he slept in late." Andy raised his hand to volunteer a sentence and said, completely deadpan, "Susan usually comes to English class, but today she is trapped in the bathroom." That was it. I couldn't help it. I started laughing so hard that the tears were flowing. Soon the entire class was laughing uproariously, and we simply couldn't stop. As soon as one of us would calm down, someone else would start laughing, and it only got worse when Susan was freed from the bathroom and came to class.

Very little work was accomplished that day. But I think of it as a bonding experience between my class and I.