There used to a couple of Rottweilers who had their walks in the park outside my place. Every time they went by, one of them (the biggest meanest-looking one) would have to run over to a particular tree and stare up into it. If he spotted a squirrel, he’d start wagging his whole hindquarters, bouncing up and down, and whimpering with excitement until his owner called him away. That always cracked me up.
There are a couple more that strike me as worth at least a chuckle. From Skytrain (elevated transit) you can look down into back yards. One otherwise ordinary yard I pass regularly has a tree shaped into what seems to be a six-foot topiary chicken. Another place has the word ‘RELAX’ painted on the roof, which always makes me feel better.
For some strange reason, the movie “Overboard” really makes me laugh time and again (it was on again today). I fully realize it is a flawed, pretty stupid movie but there’s just something about it. Heaven Can Wait (w/Warren Beatty) has the same effect. There are a lot of movies out there that are far funnier, but those two just kick a funny bone for me.
Every time I remember that there’s a game called “craps”. So if you wanted to play it you’d say to your friend “Let’s go and shoot some craps”. I imagine it to be either like clay pigeon shooting, or maybe you just get handguns and blast them off the pavement.
Oscar Wilde had the same idea apparently, but couldn’t work it into “The Importance of Being Earnest”.
My dad makes me laugh ALL the time. He doesn’t try to be funny but I find him adorable.
He’s a kid in a 57 yr old man’s body. He can be just sittin’ around having a smoke… and I giggle just wondering about what he’s thinking about. I’m quite sure he spends those quiet moments thinking 'bout being a cowboy! yeeeehaw!
Okay…this will take a little audience participation in order for you to see the humor in it.
When my sister was little, she would bend her arm so that the upper arm and lower arm were parallel to each other. Then she would make an “O” with the thumb and forefinger of her other hand, and place it over the point where the upper and lower arm meet, and say “small butt.” Totally cracks me up!
So, flash forward 40 years, and my neice is trying to make my sister laugh, and my sister just wouldn’t laugh, no matter what the kid did or said. So I pull the kid aside and show her how to do the “small butt” thing. I swear, my sister must have laughed for 10 minutes straight.
Hey, I was debating starting a thread just like this because lately I have been laughing a lot at the fact my dad calls stuffed cabbage “polish lobsters”.
There’s a poster in our cafeteria at work by the soup station that says, “Warm up to Soup”. There’s a floral border around it, and a vine curls across the bottom of the “o” so that it looks like a Q. So, every once in a while, I glance at and see “Warm up to Squid”, and I think, “I don think so…” and just have to laugh.
When she does something bad (which is often… she’s so rotten), and we’re trying to scold her and tell her what a bad, bad dog she is and to lay down and stay there, she lowers her head and ears and looks up at us with her big brown eyes. Then she gives us her paw like we’ve just asked her to shake hands. It’s REALLY REALLY hard to keep a straight face and be serious about scolding her. I always start laughing and my husband tells me to leave the room as he tries to stifle laughs under his scolding.
Another is when one of us gets very close to her face with our face to look at something – a bump, eye boogers, something caught her in jowls, whatever, and out of nowhere she blows a big wet one in our faces. It’s disgusting but it never fails to make me laugh.
I know this guy, went to school with him, and he’s the most annoying little SOB in the world. Unfortunately, because all my other friends like him, I actually see him whenever I see them.
Needless to say, any random thought of him, say, falling down an elivator shaft, getting hit by a bus, being eaten alive by dung beetles, etc. just leaves me in stitches.
Every so often I’ll walk into the garage and I’ll see our dog and cat snuggling and they will stay that way as long as they don’t see me. As soon as the dog notices that I’m there, he will start barking and will chase the cat onto the roof. It’s great I love it. When I leave, the cat comes down off the roof and the two of them go back to being friends.
Connie Chung engaging her Earnest/Intelligent look.
Dan Rather attempting to pronounce any word which contains the letter “R”.
Either of them could be trying to communicate that Western Civilization would suffer an irreversible collapse within the next twenty-four hours, and I’d still be giggling.
