JonArno Lawson

He laughed with a laugh that he wished was his laugh, but everyone knew it wasn’t. When he laughed he would ask, "Does that sound like my laugh?" and everyone said, "It doesn’t." The laugh that he laughed that wasn’t his laugh went "Hardy har har, guffaw!" The laugh that he laughed that he wished wasn’t his went, "Hruck, sniffle-hick, hee-haw!"