Let's set the scene, shall we?
The Scenario: A conversation between you and at least one other person.
Incident: One person makes a remark, and you laugh.
Follow up: You realize the statement wasn't meant to be funny, and you are the only one laughing.
Your Reply: Either a) say I Was Laughing At Something Else or B) let your laughter die out as you hope to be hit by a passing meteor.
Has this ever happened to you? Me neither. Except sometimes. And by "sometimes", I mean all the time. And as in this morning. And last night. And Tuesday.
SOUTHERNWOOD/JEST OR BANTERING
This post is part of a Blogging A To Z series where I write a new, personal story almost every day (except Sundays). The theme is the hidden messages: the language of flowers.