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My Cat Thinks I Work for Her: A Day in My Servitude
Introduction: If you've ever lived with a cat, you know that they own you rather than you own them. As a proud but slightly defeated servant to my feline overlord, Whiskers, I have learned to accept that my life revolves around her needs, whims, and demands. The more I try to establish dominance, the more I realize I’m merely a background character in her kingdom. This is the tale of my daily life, filled with humor, frustration, and an overwhelming sense of inferiority to a creature that weighs barely more than a bag of flour.
By Afia Sikder10 months ago in Humor
I Tried Meditation and Fell Asleep
Introduction The goal of meditation is to bring inner peace, clarity, and insight. But for me, it just brought deep, uninterrupted sleep. When I first decided to try meditation, I had high hopes that I would become more mindful, have less stress, and maybe even discover some of my own wisdom. I, on the other hand, kept drifting off into dreamland. At first, I thought I was doing something wrong. However, it turned out that my unintentional nap gave me a completely new perspective on meditation, relaxation, and what it really means to be mindful. The Decision to Meditate
By Afia Sikder10 months ago in Humor
Life on Earth
“There’s life on Earth,” I say. And instantly regret it. The room goes feral. An Elder gasps so hard his lung almost escapes like a bat out of hell. Another clutches his chest, as if I just slapped him with the raw, wet fish of truth. Someone in the back actually faints—which is impressive, considering our blood is basically mist and anxiety.
By Iris Obscura10 months ago in Humor
The Mundane and the Fabulous
I’m mopping the lobby like it called me fat in high school. If I scrub hard enough, maybe I can erase not just the stains but the entire sorry existence of the Sandstone Suites—this motel-shaped purgatory where hope checks in and dignity sneaks out with the minibar.
By Iris Obscura10 months ago in Humor
Energetic Haircut: Form 47B. AI-Generated.
Alex hadn’t planned on a haircut. It was just a post-lunch wander. The village was quaint—cobblestone streets, flower boxes, the kind of place that smelled faintly of cheese and history. He was admiring an especially picturesque well when he noticed it: a small wooden door tucked between two pastel houses, painted with a swirling mandala logo. A sign in elegant lettering read:
By Stéphane Lallée10 months ago in Humor
My Favorite Bottle
When I was six or seven years old, my mother, father, sister, brother and our neighbours went on a memorable trip. It was the first time I had witnessed a waterfall in real life, and I was left in wonder. It was so beautiful that (in my child brain) it was as if clouds were raining from the blue sky overhead. The waterfall was named Bopath Falls, and it was a place I would never forget.
By Rohitha Lanka10 months ago in Humor
To Blurb or Not to Blurb
From the dust jacket of this week's bestseller: One of the greatest novels of the past year, the author must be commended for his approach to the epic story of a boy, a girl and a sandwich during the Great War! - P. P. Simoleon, The Picayune Gazette
By Kendall Defoe 10 months ago in Humor
The Great Avocado Uprising
Norman Blinksworth just wanted an avocado. That was all. A single, ripe avocado something that, in theory, should have been an uneventful purchase. But of course, Norman lived in a universe that had long abandoned logic in favour of chaos, and so this would become the day that the produce section finally snapped.
By The INFORMER10 months ago in Humor
It Was Me Uncle Jim's Funeral, and I Nearly Died Laughing. Honorable Mention in Absurdist Awakening Challenge.
Me poor uncle Jim passed away the udder day, and I hopes he’s resting in peace up dere in heaven. But I knows dat, just sure as there’s shit in cat, as me ol’ mudder used to say, I’ll be going to hell in a handbasket. And dat’s anudder ting she used to say.
By Cathy holmes10 months ago in Humor
