In the park, of course. Parks are most amusing.
On the kitchen table. While we were having…breakfast.
On my teenager matress. While I was showing you my collection of CDs. ;)
At the festival, in the tent. We laughed so hard we woke everybody up.
We laughed by the lake, when I placed a surprise into your picnic basket.
But mostly, we were amused by club toilets, when we would stay for hours, reading the obscene writings on the walls.
Jan von Holleben sure knows how to have fun. Check out the rest of “Where we laughed” series here. And his “Dreams of flying” series is not bad either. ;)
Februarie 3rd, 2010 at 17:11
recunosc… sunt unele locuri unde n-am ras inca. :)
Februarie 3rd, 2010 at 17:28
poate nu erau destul de amuzante. :)
Februarie 3rd, 2010 at 17:33
table – check
matress – check
tent – check
park – hmm not really
club toilets – no, they’re full of germs, man!…
but i would add: trains, random stairs and parking lots