Laughter
Why Do Jokes?
The Science, Smiles, and Smarts Behind Humor Ever wondered why do jokes we crack jokes, laugh at silly things, or even groan at a pun? Jokes aren’t just for giggles—they’re powerful tools for connection, healing, learning, and even survival. Sounds wild, right? But there's more to "funny business" than meets the eye.
By JokeJester8 months ago in Humor
Toaster Trouble Tango
It all began on a sunny Tuesday morning when Gary Thompson, a middle-aged insurance claims adjuster and full-time snack enthusiast, decided to make toast. This might seem like an ordinary event, but when Gary gets involved, nothing is ordinary. Especially not breakfast.
By Leesh lala8 months ago in Humor
Starbucks Jokes: Brew-tiful Laughs for Coffee Lovers Everywhere
Whether you’re a loyal latte lover, a frappuccino fanatic, or just in it for the cake pops, there’s no denying Starbucks has brewed its way into our daily lives. But hey, coffee doesn't always have to be serious business. Let’s stir things up with some foam-tastic Starbucks jokes that’ll perk up your mood faster than a double shot of espresso!
By JokeJester8 months ago in Humor
The Day I Forgot My Own Name
There are days when everything feels a little off. You spill coffee on your shirt, lose your keys, or maybe forget why you walked into a room. But then, there are days that go down in personal history. For me, it was the day I forgot my own name. Yes, my actual, legal, on-my-driver’s-license name. And no, this isn’t fiction. It’s a painfully real comedy of errors that I will never—ironically—forget.
By Leesh lala8 months ago in Humor
A story about a girl's school life.
I am sharing a shocking incident from a few days ago. I got a tuition from the media. I got the number from the media and talked to the guardian and went to his house. The address and house number that the guardian gave me were all wrong. Later, he asked us to go to a place and wait. It is worth mentioning that since it was the first day, my mother and I went to the student's house for a demo class. I couldn't find the house because I gave the wrong house number. Finally, he asked me to stand in one place and then asked us to go to his house. Sorry to him, we felt drunk when he saw the guardian. Then he showed us a house that looked like an abandoned house and said that this was his house. At first, we didn't want to go. Then we politely agreed since the guardian had come to receive us. Then we went to his house. Since it was afternoon, it was completely dark when we entered his house. Somehow, I turned on the flash of my phone and went to his room. We couldn't understand what to do after seeing this situation. Later, we went to his room. I addressed the guardian as uncle and asked if his wife was at home. He replied that she was at home. Later, after seeing his wife, we sat in his room. I asked the guardian why he was there, but he didn't give me any answer. He told me that this was his own house. My My heart started to pound. Why would someone who has their own house give the wrong address? Does anyone forget their own house number? Later, he said that his mother lives in the house next door, but it seemed that no one lives in the house next door. The room they let him stay in seemed like no one had lived in the house for a long time. Because there was a musty smell in the house, like when no one is home for a long time. I asked where their child was, whom I would teach. Their child never came to see us. As time went on, I was taking the name of Allah, and I was saying, "May Allah not give us any trouble. If you have done good in life, please save us this time with His help." We didn't want to sit there any longer, just a little longer. Later, the guardian asked me to sit down. We said that we would come and talk another day. We would leave today. He started asking us if anyone knew that we had come here. My mother and I said that my father was standing outside. And we are all from this area. We all know our I know. I have been talking to each other for a while. Their conversation and behavior are not helpful. I have not even seen my student. The student has not even come to see his new teacher once. Which is not usually the case. Even though I have been placed in a direct bed room, I have not seen the student or his books. Somehow, my mother and I have been going out for a while. I have been tutoring for about 6-7 years. Today is the first time I am studying in such a situation.
By Ratul Shrikh8 months ago in Humor
