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 When we laugh too hard, Nonsense decides that we must be saved from whatever is happening and comes and tries to sit on us, leaning her entire weight across our torso.  Inevitably, this makes us laugh all the harder.  I of course then feel like a jerk and try to reassure her, no matter how ridiculous my laugh, I haven't morphed into one of her squeaky toys.   We've worked our way through all of Taskmaster available on youtube, and it's been very trying for her.