Snarf it Out

So this weekend someone said something so funny that I choked on my beer, and then it went up my nose, and back out of my mouth, full-on aggressive lawn sprinkler style all over the table where we were playing cards. And then of course it was so funny I started to cry. It's a good thing the only wet stuff pouring on everyone this weekend came from my face and not the over-achieving storm clouds we've been getting this summer. You're welcome.