may 21 2009
Last night my brother called around 11:30pm, and until midnight that’s what I looked like… screaming, jackknifing and I couldn’t breathe. I knew it was wrong to be so loud that late we but we could not stop; my laugh carries, it just comes out that way.
One time I was dying in a parking lot and three floors up someone’s head pops out the window, “Keri? I recognized your laugh” and snap, an old friend I hadn’t seen in years.
Those aren’t stills; 3/4 of the way in I turned on my Flip.
The laughing bit at the end of your newest video is VERY contagious. :D
Yessssssss :)
Keri, your laugh… has as much sincere enthusiasm as the Wicked Witch of the West, but delivered someone as nice as the Good Witch of the North. Does that make any sense?
Greg
Not really Greg, but I think I know what you mean and so thanks ;)