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Work from Home Fails: The Hilarious Hazards of Turning Your Bed into an Office
Ever since the world went remote, my bed has been more than just a place for sleep. It's an office, a dining room, and sometimes, a conference hall. Yes, my bed has seen more PowerPoint presentations than a corporate CEO.
By Utkarsh Sinha3 years ago in Humor
A Day On The Beach
There's something magical about spending a day on the beach. The rhythmic sound of crashing waves, the warmth of the sun on your skin, and the feeling of soft sand beneath your feet create an idyllic escape from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. In this blog post, we will embark on a journey to explore the joys and serenity that a day on the beach offers. From the early morning tranquility to the vibrant activities that unfold throughout the day, let's immerse ourselves in the beauty and relaxation that can only be found by the seaside.
By Aarib Aftab3 years ago in Humor
Diving into Laughter: The Unforgettable Race of Mom Kelly
Once upon a time, in a small town brimming with community spirit, there lived a remarkable mom named Kelly. In her glory days, she was a track and sports enthusiast who had achieved the pinnacle of success by winning the prestigious title of "Sports Woman of the Year" at her graduation. Her athletic prowess had left an indelible mark on the town's history. Little did she know that one day, she would create an even more unforgettable memory.
By Kelly Imbert3 years ago in Humor
Outré Club
Logline: A magician gives up his act because of people not liking the pull the bunny out of a hat trick anymore, but he figures out a new trick to use from the help of his friends that together come to form the Outré Club: A club for those outsiders who want to help one another out from their different perspectives while building a community.
By Seashell Harpspring 3 years ago in Humor
"The Hilarious Journey of Indian Weddings"
The Hilarious Journey of Indian Introduction: Indian weddings are an extravaganza of love, emotions, and never-ending buffets. Beyond the glitz and glamour, they often feature side-splitting situations that leave guests in stitches. In this article, we embark on a comical exploration of the perils and pleasures that make Indian weddings truly unforgettable.
By naresh nacchu3 years ago in Humor
grades have been
My grades have been OK, teachers like me, students trust me, so that I can not help but feel a little giddy, I have a proud mood. When I entered the sixth grade, something happened that touched me a lot and made me recognize myself. Team leader, this sacred duty, is the envy of every student, I am not another. But the teacher let the students nominate, mentioned five or six in a row, haven't heard my name, I not only some panic. Then suddenly heard Liu Yan said: I choose Zhang Lijiao. I was so excited, I thought: Liu Yan is truly mine. Good friend. Good enough. To my surprise, the teacher chose Huang Ping. At that time, my tears were rolling in my eyes, it was resignation, it was regret, I think it was both. I seemed to hear my classmates laughing at me and my family reproaching me. Do you have any comments? The teacher asked with a smile, and suddenly someone said: I have an opinion. Then he stood up. When I looked, it was Junji. She does not wait for the teacher to speak and never talk up: Zhang Lijiao, although some pride, this we can help her correct, in addition to her dare to criticize the class of bad phenomena, have the ability to work, can be competent team leader. As soon as she spoke, the class was very quiet, and the students were silent. But in the end, I lost the election, and I really knew myself. Binhu Primary School Grade 5: Li JiayingSpring is coming. Peach blossoms are blooming. On a sunny Sunday, my parents and I went to the park to see peach blossoms. As soon as I walked into the gate of the park, I smelled a fragrance, fragrant, I pulled my father and mother to walk along the fragrance. Go, go, we have been walking to the peach blossom, to see the peach blossom so many people ah, a sea of people! I looked up, beautiful peach blossom ah, a large peach blossom like a pink ocean, the golden sunshine seems to give the peach tree dressed in gold, like a beautiful little girl; Under the blue sky, the green leaves appear particularly green, like the jade on the head of the fairy aunt, really beautiful, peach blossoms emerge from between these jadeites, blooming flowers have five petals evenly arranged into a small dish, petals are pale yellow stamens, exuding a subtle fragrance, everyone seems to be intoxicated by the subtle fragrance; The newly grown flower bud is like a red bean inlaid on the branch, lovely! Suddenly, a breeze blew, the peach blossom was dancing like a ballet dancer, and the leaves became the best man, making a beautiful movement. Looking at it, I seemed to feel that I was a peach blossom, wearing peach clothes, competing with other peach blossoms, and some peach blossoms in who fell first. After a while, I heard my mother calling me: "Junhan, let's go!" At this time, I remember, I am not peach blossom, I am looking at peach blossom. Peach blossoms are so beautiful. I love peach blossoms. I will come to see them again next spring.Mr. Shen of our class is very interesting. His mood is like the weather in summer. There are dark clouds and clear skies. Why is that? It starts with morning meditation. This morning, the teacher has not smiled since entering the classroom, as if he had just gone overboard, sending the book and writing silently are expressionless. But he usually laughs, today I don't know how, even the most wordy Wang Siyuan did not speak. I guess he also saw the teacher's face, dare not say anything. And after our silence, the teacher said very seriously: "check carefully, if I immediately check out the wrong, will be punished." I, after hearing this, quickly asked Wan Yaming to help me check. After the examination, she said that there was no wrong, and the big stone hanging in my heart fell to the ground. Class is over, I and Wan Yaming in the production of "anti-ghost character", the teacher happened to come over, asked: "Do what?" I saw it was Mr. Shin. Look again, huh? Shen teacher how to laugh, just not also "fierce" it, how to laugh again. I immediately covered our "masterpiece", smiled happily and said: "do not show you!" Mr. Shen smiled and left. I turned my head and said to Wan Yaming, "Look, the teacher smiled." After that, I kept thinking, how did the teacher laugh? How strange! But the teacher laughed, as long as the teacher does not laugh, no matter which teacher he is, I will be nervous, because I am afraid the teacher will be angry. As soon as I get angry, I have to think about my "safety." Still, I think Mr. Shen is funny!
By jesse palmer3 years ago in Humor
Telephonic Adventures in Mental Health
(Recorded message): Hello. You are through to Farringdon House, the home of your local mental health crisis team - the people who care. Please listen to the following information and then select the appropriate option. If you are trying to contact your designated mental health professional, press ‘1’ and leave a message. We cannot stress this enough - You HAVE to leave a message. Yes - life would be easier if you could just speak directly to someone but there's a lot of strange people out there and we have to filter out the cranks. Not that you're a crank. You're probably a lovely person with a genuine mental ilness - Or maybe not. Perhaps you are a crank. A timewasting crank. In which case, we detest you. Using an imgainary mental illness as an excuse for your miserable life? You make us want to vomit - Hang on - Where was I? - Designated mental health professional - blah blah - press ‘1’ - leave a message - yadda yadda - there we are. That's it - Back on track. Due to the volume of messages currently being left using option '1', Doug on Reception is struggling to keep track of who’s trying to speak to whom (the front desk is an administrational Omaha Beach – Post-It notes strewn everywhere). Please be patient with him – it’s his first week. I’m sure he’ll pass your message on to the right person. Eventually. In the unlikely event that Doug did manage to pass your message onto the correct person, they may have called you back. If so, they probably missed you and left you a message. If you are responding to such a message — which itself was a response to your message — press ‘2’ and leave a message saying that you got a message about your message and — you know what? Let Doug sort that out. If you have called previously and left messages via the ‘1’ and ‘2’ buttons — i.e. you’ve left a message, someone’s then left a message for you, and you’ve then left a message about that message — press ‘3’ and leave a message — Actually, it’s best not to. No one listens to the messages left in pot 3. It’s a rabbit-hole we chose not to go down — nothing makes sense there. Messages about messages about messages — it’s like a Christopher Nolan movie. If you’re in distress and require advice or support, press ‘5’ — Sorry, press ‘4' - Or is it ‘6’? Or is is '#'? Tell you what – just press ‘1’ and leave a message. I’m sure Doug will figure it out. Whilst you’re here, I need to remind you that if you fail to speak to your designated mental health professional in person on a regular basis, you will be discharged from our care. If you have any questions about the information provided today, press ‘1’ and leave a message. Doug will sort out the rest. Thank you for calling Farringdon House and have a great day. And remember — you can always talk to us.
By Christopher Donovan3 years ago in Humor
Love Wins, Always
In the bustling city of Crestview, where diversity thrived and acceptance blossomed, there lived two young souls named Alex and Jamie. They were deeply in love, sharing a bond that transcended societal norms and expectations. Their story was a testament to the power of love in the face of adversity.
By AYODEJI OWONIBI3 years ago in Humor
