Delight me
It is a rare joy indeed to discover (or rather, to be reminded!) of the capricious delightful-ness of some of my readers. It is even rarer that I deem them quoteworthy in a whole post of their own:
Mr Timberlake's beatboxing also sends me into seizures. I only wish he would visit my little country one day, that I might, too, beat and box in compliment.
The above comment has cost me an immediate response of at least 50 seconds of uninterrupted laughter, followed by sporadic bursts of quasi-controllable giggles upon recollection of it. It has significantly lifted a heavy, morose morning, and will probably continue to spark said bursts of giggles throughout the remaining day (and possibly the ensuing week). This shall result in passerbys, small children and various canines thinking I am less than sane, but that is a small price to pay for this eye-crinkling, highly-amused delight.