Multifariously konsidered, it iz just az different from ennything else
az it is from itself.
Phumatically konsidered, it haz a good deal ov essence and sum boddy.
Pyroteknikally konsidered, it is the fire-works of the soul.
Syllogestikally konsidered, the konklushuns allwus follows the premises.
Spontaneously konsidered, it iz az natral and refreshing az a spring bi
the road-side.
Phosphorescently konsidered, it lights up like a globe lantern.
Exsudashiously konsidered, it haz all the dissolving propertys ov a hot
whiskee puntch.
But this iz too big talk for me; theze flatulent words waz put into the
dikshionary for those giants in knolledge tew use who hav tew load a
kannon klean up tew the muzzell with powder and ball when they go out
tew hunt pissmires.
But i don’t intend this essa for laffing in the lump, but for laffing on
the half-shell.
Laffing iz just az natral tew cum tew the surface as a rat iz tew cum
out ov hiz hole when he wants tew.
Yu kant keep it back by swallowing enny more than yu kan the heekups.
If a man _kan’t_ laff there iz sum mistake made in putting him together,
and if he _won’t_ laff he wants az mutch keeping away from az a
bear-trap when it iz sot.
I have seen people who laffed altogether too mutch for their own good or
for ennyboddy else’s; they laft like a barrell ov nu sider with the tap
pulled out, a perfekt stream.
This is a grate waste ov natral juice.
I have seen other people who didn’t laff enuff tew giv themselfs vent;
they waz like a barrell ov nu sider too, that waz bunged up tite, apt
tew start a hoop and leak all away on the sly.
Thare ain’t neither ov theze 2 ways right, and they never ought tew be
pattented.
Sum pholks hav got what iz kalled a hoss-laff, about haffway between a
growl and a bellow, just az a hoss duz when he feels hiz oats, and don’t
exackly kno what ails him.
Theze pholks don’t enjoy a laff enny more than the man duz hiz vettles
who swallows hiz pertatoze whole.
A laff tew be nourishsome wants tew be well chewed.
Thare iz another kind ov a laff which i never did enjoy, one loud busst,
and then everything iz az still az a lager beer barrell after it haz
blowed up and slung 2 or 3 gallons ov beer around loose.
Thare iz another laff whitch I hav annalized; it cums out ov the mouth
with a noize like a pig makes when he iz in a tite spot, one sharp
squeal and two snikkers, and then dies in a simper.
This kind ov a laff iz larnt at femail boarding-skools, and dont mean
ennything; it iz nothing more than the skin ov a laff.
Genuine laffing iz the vent ov the soul, the nostrils ov the heart, and
iz jist az necessary for helth and happiness as spring water iz for a
trout.
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