...Laugh at.

I don't know about you, but one of my favorite things about making out with a chick is the laughing. And I don't mean the laughter that comes after she sees me trying to drop it like it's hot while in a bath towel. Or when I ask her if I thoroughly rocked her world that last time.*

I'm talking about that slight laughter that happens sometimes. The kind that comes with intimacy and being comfortable with the chick you're with. When a bra won't pop open the way you imagined in your mind. Or when that one leg you thought you could do wonders with gets caught in the ceiling fan, and you're spinning and spinning, and she's giggling like a school girl at a yard sale.

What? Ok so maybe you and I have had different experiences. But you know what I'm talking about. It's that sweet *something*. And what's awesome is when something like this happens while you're being filmed and there are 15 people standing in front of you. But my college days** are for another post, another time.

I kid! Check this blooper out:

(Aukje & Victoria on the european soap opera "GTST")

It reminds me once again how frickin' cool it would be to see

some extensive L Word bloopers. Shall we start the petition now, or in the Fall? It's up to you guys, cause either way, I'm starting the petition. I have to see Laurel Holloman crack up at something Leisha Hailey's been scripted (and unscripted) to say. Or Mia Kirschner forget a line and flash a smile for once. It's a necessity. I could watch that ish all day.

This is how the europeans do it when all goes well:


*Just wanted to clarify things a bit. I am an awesome maker-outer. I never have to ask if I've rocked your world. I know by all the books that have fallen off of the shelf in my library that your world has been thoroughly rocked. And by "library," I mean kitchen. And by "books," I mean plasticware.

**And by "college days," I mean those few months I went to community college and sometimes showed up to my business classes and ALWAYS showed up to my photography classes cause there were hot chicks in the dark room. It was the best $37 per credit hour I've ever spent.