No one is gay, it is just laziness

Last night a friend and I guzzled wine while watching cheesy movies.
We watched Adam and Steve, which was delightful.
We also talked about relationships, stuff, friends, ex-friends, more stuff, etc.
At one point toward the end of the evening I was laying on the very edge of my loveseat. Apparently that much weight on the edge makes my loveseat tip over and I fell to the floor with the couch on top of me.
This was hysterical.
I had to be rescued as I was unable to stop laughing.
Tara came to my rescue and then she was also unable to stop laughing.
I laughed so hard today my arms hurt.
No really, the pain in my arms woke me at 6 am. They really hurt. Healing power of laughter my ass.