When the hell am I going to grow up?!?

This just happened about 5 minutes ago. Walking from my desk to the men’s room takes me right past the alcove where the fridge, soda and snack machine are. A gal from another department is talking to the guy refilling the snack machine. As I’m approaching them, their voices are indistinct, but just as I go past, I clearly hear her ask, “Oh - don’t you have any nuts?” He responds in the negative, but the point is I let out a really loud laugh. Probably snorted, too, if I know me.

37 years old, and I’m still laughing at unintentional double entendres? I don’t know whether to be proud or ashamed of myself!

Hey Daithi Lacha, do you like CDs?

C deez nuuuuuuuuts!

Hey, listen, you have nothing to worry about! I do it, too. On the weekend, my wife was watching one of those decorating shows on HGTV. The female host had a tray of different-colored items to show how they would blend with the room. There were some off-white, silvery beads, and the host said “…and what woman doesn’t want a pearl necklace?”

I freakin’ lost it!

I am a 43-year-old woman with the sense of humor of a 12-year-old boy.

So I understand completely.

See, now… I just got the biggest laugh (or is that “laff”) out of those two posts. I guess I’m incorrigible. Romansperson, we’re in the same boat!

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I’m with ya dude. On my way downstairs to get lunch I saw a paper sign pointing out where the “GRA meeting” is being held. I’m about to go back down and scribble “VIA” in front of it.

Hey man, I’m down with infantile humor. My kids and I can frequently be found ROTFLAO at farts, etc. Luckily, I can compartmentalize a bit and generally act like an adult, if needed.

Years ago I saw a poster for a support-group meeting with a completely tasteless hand-written addendum (in parentheses) that still makes me laugh when I think of it:

(BEER) BATTERED WOMEN

I was just running some queries with a tech lead and one of the tables was named OrganizationsIDAddress. The word Address was spelled incorrectly in the query as “Adress” and the tech said, “Oh, I need double D’s”, I said, “yeah, we all do!”

Childish and immature… yeah, that’s me. :rolleyes:

For months, the marker board in one of our conference rooms had an immense diagram of our computer network architecture. Hundreds of boxes showing servers, routers and such.

In the center of it all was a large box labled “Internet”. This had dozens of flow paths marked, showing the different relevant data streams that flowed in and out of the web.

I couldn’t help it. I had to add two boxes to the “flowing into the web” area: “Free Porn” and “Pirated MP3s”.

They stayed there for at least three months.

And yeah, it was this that inspired the idea.

Who really needs to grow up? :smiley:

A local drive-in, complete with carhops, has ‘Battered Onion Rings’ on the menu. When I want some, I tell them to smack 'em around for me. One carhop, thinking fast that day, said there weren’t any because they went to a shelter.

At a sit-down style seafood restaraunt one time, the menu listed crab balls. I asked if they were really tiny…

At a homeowners association meeting, the president was talking about some repair work that needed to be done, including a gate that wasn’t sitting right. She said she could likely fix it herself: “All I need is a good, long screw.”

Oh, yes. I couldn’t stop laughing.

Back in the day when we secretaries still used them, a popular funny was “I need a good Wang”.

::snicker::

Yeah, I know it’s cliched, but it was still funny.

I was at a rowing race yesterday, and we needed a woman who rowed starboard to complete a lineup, and, in reference to a known bisexual woman, I asked a crowd of people, “Does she row both sides?”

My audience lost it, and, truth be told, I was in mid- :smack: before I finished the sentence.

Oh, yea. Like that famous street in Rome. You know, the really, really long one.

I was running a project at work and was explaining it to a large group of users on a conference call. The project involved converting users from NT directory to Active Directory - and I was in the midst of describing procedures and the process using the fictional user “Joe Blow”.

Of course, in AD, usernames were going to be last name, first initial…which lead to an unfortunate statement on my part.

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Of course I am well above such childish things.

I like, for example, the music hall. Lights, music and …

wait for it

Le Petomaine!

(from Who Cut the Cheese: A Cultural History of the Fart by Jim Dawson: the ‘rectal whistler’ known as Le Petomaine…)

Years ago, I was part of a crew that worked on steam engine trips. We were walking down the rail yard toward the area where the engine was sitting when the only other girl in the group pointed at the crane we had rented to load coal from the hopper car to the tender. In large letters on the boom was painted “Steel Erection”. She sighed and said “Don’t I wish.”

I still can’t look at a crane without laughing.

The other day three guys were discussing a design over in the next cubicle. I wasn’t really paying attention until one of them said, “So you’re whacking off…” - I couldn’t hear the rest. I said, “Excuse me?” but they didn’t hear me. Just as well.
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