After I drop Monkeyboy off at camp (or school), I listen to The Junkies on WJFK during my morning commute. It's a guilty pleasure.
A news anchor this weekend, in Roanoake, VA, had a giggling meltdown.
It's about 2 or 3 minutes into this podcast.
I feel bad for the anchor. I've had a case of inappropriate giggles before. And the underlying story is undoubtedly tragic.
But I still laughed my tuchus off listening. Especially the second time they play the excerpt, analyzing just when he'd lost it.