YMMV, but I like The Guild, anything produced by Texas Country Reporter and how laughing-baby videos show that even babies fill in their laughter with forced squealing and fake giggling to keep momentum.
From where I'm standing, I can see a jacked up black guy in a white leather skirt, an old white fella in a school uniform gray shorts, tie, and prefect badge and a Middle Eastern dude in a green rubber corset licking the (possibly fake) Louboutins of his giggling lover.
From where I'm standing, I can see a jacked up black guy in a white leather skirt, an old white fella in a school uniform – grey shorts, tie and prefect badge – and a Middle Eastern dude in a green rubber corset licking the (possibly fake) Louboutins of his giggling lover.
When in the last scene the three characters sprawl drunkenly on a (Modernist, inevitably) divan, and Jerry, giggling, fake-humps Robert from behind, it's a ridiculously reductive moment putting Robert and Jerry both into supremely dumbed-down terms.
There is a difference between a cute little giggle and boisterous fake laughter.
So ask yourself whether that fake fart dispenser gizmo you're giggling about is really worth the trade off of inviting all sorts of outsiders to snoop on the goings on inside your home.
Putting on a fake smile and letting out a cheeky giggle won't get you very far and it WILL drain you.
Pre-recorded voices make it sound like the model horses are chatting to each other, and there's fake horse dung on the floor for extra giggles.
It's a tight game and we're giggling, pressing the button on a fake clock as if to hurry one another.
For some reason the fake border patrol didn't detect us (or hear my schoolgirl giggling).
Fake news outlet, The Onion, continually gives us a case of the giggles, especially when they make food jokes.
