no longer funny

So I'm a violent sneezer. You should already know this. I'm not mad, but you should already know this. So I was in small groups this evening and I was teaching. There were a few kids running their mouths so, Mr. Negreiro had to come to play, (not uncommon). All was going fair. I sneezed. This was of course as we both now know, a violent sneeze. Just like all the other sneezes. Well as you probably forsaw, I have about 2 seconds before any sneeze to realize the comming err of my ways and usually decide to direct my upcomming coctail away from oncomming traffic. This time there happened to be a chair in the way. I bashed my face into the corner of the chair and then (in slow motion) saw one of the lenses of my glasses jiggle it's self toward freedom from the tyranny of the frames of my spectacles. With such gusto did it leave that I was searching for them for what felt like an eternity. This occured as humorous to me at the time, buy since Mr. Negreiro was terrorizing the peasants of middle school village, nobody dared to laugh. Inside I laughed, I laughed really hard. It's still funny, but not as funny cause I have a hard time seeing.