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Thursday, December 22, 2005

My Laughs + Jude Law!!!

Last night while at an insane shindig held at Le Maison du Neige, I happened to be conversing with a fine young gentleman by the name of Mr. Pedersen, who happened to mention I have 9 different laughs. I corrected him by offering that I have twenty such laughs, and he would be good to remember it. I then proceeded to list off all my known laughs, such as the one I frequently use when being hyper with Miss Campbell, the slightly different one I frequently use when being hyper with Miss Snow, the one I use with my sisters, my late-night laugh, my tired laugh, my slow-witted laugh, my guffaw, and so on.

Little did I know I would soon be discovering the twenty-first laugh of the collection that very night.

Well, let me start from the very beginning, for it is a very good place to start. You see, it was far to late at night to be going to bed, and far to early in the morning to get up, so Miss Snow and I decided to tell eachothers's fortunes around four o'clock this morning. After a long narrative about how I am going to marry a Jude Law Look-a-like who is actually a brilliant lawyer, have 12 children, and move into a gigantic mansion that I saw on VH1 yesterday that has Cafe Rios both upstairs and downstairs, I managed to look with my inner eye and give Miss Snow the same priveledge of an unfogged future.

I told her that she is destined to marry some incredibly brilliant and super-hot man that has dark, mysterious eyes and hates Chinese food. It just turns out that Miss Snow hates all food of the Chinese as well, so they were pretty much perfect for eachother. So they got married and had forty children that lived in a hotel right next to my mansion. And their names went alphabetically from Anna to Kayler(?) to Kyler to Zoology, and they ate at my Cafe Rios all de tim. And then we all lived happily ever after in Kearns.

So with all the insanity around us, Miss Snow and I were constantly in fits of giggli-ness. And this is the moment that I truly discovered my "Very-Early-Morning Laugh." It was a moment of glory, such as I have never experienced before. Also it was a moment of high pitched squealiness that I shall not soon forget. And thus it was so, and now if ever I am asked the sad tale, I shall respond, "You needn't know it. Just hear this, 'Neeeeeeahayehaeyaeyehehhayeyeaheeee!!!'" And then they will know.

3 Comments:

  • Ahhh Brookay, you tickle my mind and jolt my senses back to the night/morning that will forever be so dear to my heart. You have truly captured the very essence of it all in your blog-ness. Well...I'm just waiting for you to get on messenger or something because i'm already having some serious withdrawals and I don't even have anyone to play Mine Cart Madness with!!! Ahoo Ahoo! So, you should like call me...RIGHT NOW! That's right! CALL ME RIGHT NOW! Even if it's christmas morning! CALL ME RIGHT NOW...or I will never let my forty children, including Kemper and Kyler, eat at your Cafe Rio ever agains! Bwahahahahahaha! oh ps...eat my shorts. Luv ya!

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 6:57 PM  

  • So guess what? It's been a couple hours and I never heard from you so ya knows what I did man? I went running for a whole hour! Look what you've done to me! We don't hang out for one night and I revert to some sort of healthy exercising person...the next thing you know I'll be at Smith's or somewhere buying celery! AGHSHGSOIFgluoieu!! It's my worst nightmare EVER! Ok, well see ya soon and I hope I see some chocolate soon too!

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:29 PM  

  • you crazy. bwahahahahahahhahahahahhahahhahahaha don't forget your evil laugh

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 6:59 PM  

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