I once accused my old gf of having a verly low threshold of amusement; anything would make her laugh. She bristled at that and dared me to say something. I waited for a moment or two; then I turned to her and calmly said, “Kumquat.” First literal case of ROTFLMAO I’d ever seen; and that was back in the 70s, long before anyone thought to make an acronym out of ROTFLMAO. I once wrote a letter to her from where I was attending grad school. About three pages in I left some space as though I’d double-spaced on a typewriter, wrote “Kumquats.”; then I double-spaced again and resumed the letter. I was later told she was reading the letter at the dining room table when she suddenly burst out laughing and fell on the floor again. Everyone around her stared at her like she was crazy. Too bad our paths diverged about 25 years ago. I could’ve used an easy audience for the rest of my life.
I once accused my old gf of having a verly low threshold of amusement; anything would make her laugh. She bristled at that and dared me to say something. I waited for a moment or two; then I turned to her and calmly said, “Kumquat.” First literal case of ROTFLMAO I’d ever seen; and that was back in the 70s, long before anyone thought to make an acronym out of ROTFLMAO. I once wrote a letter to her from where I was attending grad school. About three pages in I left some space as though I’d double-spaced on a typewriter, wrote “Kumquats.”; then I double-spaced again and resumed the letter. I was later told she was reading the letter at the dining room table when she suddenly burst out laughing and fell on the floor again. Everyone around her stared at her like she was crazy. Too bad our paths diverged about 25 years ago. I could’ve used an easy audience for the rest of my life.