When was the last time you laughed uncontrollably?

We all have our ROTFL moments.

But it occurred to me that I must be getting more serious as I get older, because it’s been years since I had a laughfest where I literally couldn’t control myself, where I found myself laughing so hard I couldn’t have stopped under threat of tasering.

Is that the stuff of youth, or have I just been leading a humorless life lately?

The last time I recall was about six years ago when I came across Rock, Paper, Saddam! on the internet. The combination of the photos and captions had me howling in no time. I laughed until tears came to my eyes and my sides hurt. For about ten minutes, I wasn’t able to stop laughing. When I was finally able to, even thinking back about it would make me start laughing all over again.

If you’ve never seen it, here’s a link: http://www.rockpapersaddam.com/one.html

Since then, nothing’s been that funny.

Long ago !

In a movie hall we spotted some money on the floor in front of us , and tried very hard to lift it without next seat neighbours knowing it . :wink:

We succeeded ,only to realise that it was our own money.:o

We just sat their laughing for for a looong time , even as the hall emptied .Everyone was staring at us. :D:D

A thread where someone asked for help with a book report on To Kill a Mockingbird. We gave that person more misininformation on that book that you could possibly believe, including the fact that Dill and Boo founded the North American Man-Boy Love Association. When the OP reported the teacher was astonished by this fact, someone posted

What’s so surprising? Wasn’t Dill always trying to get Boo to come out?

I did not think I was going to survive, I was laughing so hard. I am so glad nobody was in the office with me at the time.

Link? :slight_smile:

Three weeks ago while watching the Louis CK stand-up comedy act.

He was talking about getting old, and how doctors stop trying to fix you once you reach a certain age. His ankle or knee or something was hurting and the doctor gave him a bunch of stretches to perform daily.

Louis CK: ‘‘So this is going to take care of it? How long do I do this for before it starts to get better?’’
Doc: ‘‘Um… I don’t think you understand. This is just something you do from now on.’’

Hilarious bit. I think I actually ended up on the floor.

Yesterday. My brother and SIL were over with my baby niece and we were all eating dinner. I can’t remember what was so funny, but I was LMAO at the table.

Then later on I was sitting on the patio eating an ice cream cone and my dog suddenly decided that ice cream cones were her most favorite food ever, and uncharacteristically started jumping up and trying to take the cone from my mouth. I was so shocked by her behavior that I just started laughing and eventually she managed to take it and run away with it. Tears were rolling down my face, it was hilarious.

She then went to my brother to get his cone (denied) and later on climbed up over a large chair to try to get one from my mom (also denied).

I honestly don’t know where she developed this blood lust for ice cream cones. I don’t think I’ve ever eaten one in her presence (I am not one for ice cream), except the day before I had eaten one and gave her the very end of the cone. It must have been like manna for her.

I had to go to bed early yesterday, I was so wiped out from laughing all day.

My former roommate and I would often get each other into total stitches, but for various sound reasons he moved out a year ago. My homeschooled student and I have had a few tho this year (he shares my goofy appreciation of the absurd).

Years ago now, probably five years at least.

We decided to have a Lord of the Rings marathon, all three extended editions. Somewhat foolishly, we had an extended lunch break after Fellowship with quite a few drinks and were a bit merry by the time The Two Towers started. Someone cracked a joke (I can’t even remember what it was) and I began laughing hysterically and eventually slid off the couch and landed in a crumpled heap on the floor, still laughing.

I’ve never watched LOTR again after that day, and I don’t know that I ever will.

When I saw this candy bar on the shelf at Jungle Jims over the weekend. I laughed like the 10 year old little boy I really am.

Actually it was just this past weekend. We were over visiting my sister and stayed late, so we put our kids to sleep upstairs while the grownups stayed downstairs socializing. When it was time to leave, I got a very groggy Whatsit Jr. up and helped him downstairs and told him to get his sandals on so we could go out to the car. In a totally sleep-fogged voice, with half-lidded eyes, he looked at me and said, “I’m bored.”

My sister and I lost our shit.

This reminds me of the time I was in the dollar store and there was a big display shelf full of FANCY ASSORTED COOKIES.

Except I was positioned in such a way that the sign was partially obscured from my view, and I read: ‘‘FANCY ASS COOKIES’’

It was one of the best things that ever happened.

The last time was at RFK stadium in June 1992. My friends and I were in the parking lot prior to a Dead show. Steve Miller was playing, we were all dosed to our eyebrows and then suddenly out of nowhere these guys come all bustling into our private tripping enclave, yelling and shouting. Turns out it was a cadre of cops that had hustled some black guy into our area and detained him for selling fake mushrooms out of a yellow plastic phone book bag.

The whole thing struck me as so preposterous. The cops were dressed like Deadheads. They zip-tied the black dude and led him away, mocking him for being arrested selling fake stuff.

Deadheads that saw what happened started following the cops around, pointing and shouting “Narcs!” at them. I started shaking and laughing so hard at the questionable reality of it all.

Later, while walking, I got lost and was just awash in a moving sea of humanity, I see this police car slowly cruising through the crowd and some Deadhead just bursts out of the crowd with an unopened beer and just hurls the thing at the cop car. The cops (likely expecting such a thing), sprang from their cruiser with remarkable speed and immediately started chasing the guy into the crowd with catcalls of “Arrest the guy in the tie-dye!”

So I lost it all over again. Soon, a very earnest and desperate looking hippie tried to sell me a magic rock for a dollar. I declined and gave him a fiver instead, but I felt bad because I laughed at him as I did so.

I could not stop laughing. I saw a girl giving some dude in the restroom a honking good blow job amidst a circle of about 50 guys cheering her on. I didn’t laugh then…I wanted to pee and the bathroom was overcrowded.

Got offered a veggie burrito for a dollar…laughed some more.

Found my friends, did some balloons, went into the show. Casey Jones ensued. I was no longer laughing, just visually entranced. The music was secondary to me.

I suppose I could just have said “the last time I ate acid” instead!

:smiley:

Just now. My friend reports he caught a stray dog, threw it in the boot of his car and was on the way to the pound. The police stopped him doing a routine search, opened the boot and the dog jumped out. Police: WTF?

We laugh a lot around here, because we’re just funny people.
The last time I totally lost it, tears, stomach hurting, can’t breathe laughing was when TheKid and I watched an episode of “Dirty Jobs” and the ending shot was of a cross-eyed llama making a funny face. TheKid turned to me and made the same face, asked if I had any grass. I don’t know why it struck me as so funny, but I was on the floor in laughter.

We had a bad storm here Saturday night. After it was all over, nerves were calming down… BAM… exploded transformer, house black. TheKid flew across the house and jumped on me, saying “OHMIGAWDOHMIGAWD”. I had 125# of quivering teenager solidly take me out. I started laughing. She did too, but she would not let go of her deathgrip. She started to calm down, so I asked for her to please let me go so I could light candles. She did… POP went the transformer and BAM I was knocked into the wall by her. Again, we started laughing, but I ended up lighting candles with a leech stuck to me. All night long (I mean allll night) every noise set her going and me laughing. Lucy meow? MOM! Neighbor slam a car door? MOM! I was laughing off/on for at least 5 hours until TheKid finally fell asleep (3am-gah).

And again, on Skype with said friend, vid running. I’m in a bath towel, no prob, vid only shows my face, I got up and moved out of camera view to adjust the towel. My friend says, er Boo, you know that MIRROR you’ve got …:smack:

I have a very goofy 4 year old and 2 year old. We go bonkers quite frequently in this house!

Last week. My friend and I routinely get hysterical about nonsense stuff and laugh til we cry and can’t breathe. I’m 53.

I laughed quite a bit at the chimp and frog thread a few weeks ago. But that last time I was in such hysterics that I lost control of all bodily functions was about 5 years ago when I was watching The Aristocrats.

Billy the Mime, I blame you.

We laugh all the time. Not just normal laughing, but tears running down your face, stomach hurting, no longer making noise because you’ve got no air kind of laughing. The most recent one was about 2 weeks ago.

We were living in a horrible, crappy apartment and were on about day 6 of no hot water. We needed to bathe so I was boiling water on the stove and filling the tub (which is an achingly slow process) and my SO decided that rather than waiting for the tub to have a decent amount of water he would just give himself a sponge bath so he filled up a bucket and went to town. Later I came back in the bathroom and a bucket of dirty, soapy water was just sitting in the bathtub. I leaned out the door and said, “Hey, I will dump out your dirty ball water this time but I will never, ever again do that! You dump out your own damn sponge bath next time!” He looked at me and said, "Oh no, you have to do that every day from now on. In fact, I am going to sneak it into our wedding vows so that the justice of the peace will look at you and say, “Do you, pbbth, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, and promise to dump out his ball water from this day forth, until death do you part?” It was hilarious and we laughed for at least 10 minutes.