Little late to this thread, but i'll share one anyway. Whenever I'm in a situation in which laughing is inappropriate for whatever reason I'm always prone to giggle fits over the lamest things. So on that note, heres the latest one: Last night my girlfriend and I went to a theater thing. I'd like to be more specific but truthfully even now I still dont know what it was, just a bunch of theater school graduates (one of whom is a friend of my gf's, hence my presence at this ordeal) doing things for 30 minutes each. No sketches, no comedy, no story, music yes but none of it original and all of it terrible, maybe this was an art form or theatre style I'm not familiar with, but all I know is they were doing things and we had to watch.

As if that wasnt bad enough, I got seated next to the camera man, who upon my inquiry confirmed that yes, sound was being recorded from that spot rather than directly from the mic, for acoustic reasons or whatever. So after 10 minutes, on comes the first performer, flamboyantly gay (which is fine and not at all funny it and of itself, just setting the scene), moves into the spotlight with his arms spread wide and a big smile on his face just relishing in the attention. Hasnt done anything yet at this point mind you. Anyway, so he starts by singing a song, a super cheesy love song, like straight out of lion king or a celine dion album or whatever, and completely out of tune to boot, and i'm sitting there waiting for the punchline, thinking this must be part of a joke surely, but none came. At the end of the song, the music dies and I had to bite my lip not to blurt out "merci for being you". Not funny, but at that moment to me it was. And so the giggle fit began.

The next 5 minutes consisted of him trowing rose petals all over the stage, and im starting to lose it. He then took off his trousers revealing his shining shaved legs and a black thong and Im just heaving with giggles. Then I made the mistake of looking at the rest of the audience, all watching him with serious looks on their faces as he started to roll around in the aforementioned rose petals, none of them finding it in any way odd appearently, which made it all just even funnier to me. I actually have bruises on my hands from clenching my first trying not to laugh. I'm a terrible boyfriend.