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He Who Laughs at Himself Never Runs Out of Things to Laugh At:
Why Laugh at Yourself? Because life is basically one long, unpredictable sitcom, and you are both the star and the audience. You may not have a script, but you do have one superpower: the ability to laugh when things go hilariously wrong. Whether it’s sending a text to your boss that was meant for your spouse ("Can’t wait to see you tonight, love!"), or confidently striding into a glass door like an overzealous superhero, finding humor in your own missteps is a gift that keeps on giving.
By Randolphe Tanoguem11 months ago in Humor
Sarah Cooper Returns!
She's back, folks! It has been at least one month since that individual in that nation to the south took the oath of office and much of the respect and honour earned by other presidents over many years. It has not been the most pleasant time of the year to consider all those jobs lost, the arrests made, the idiotic comments made, and the future plans that will disrupt trade, business, and make life much harder for those of us who thought we could surf above the nonsense we knew was coming our way.
By Kendall Defoe 11 months ago in Humor
Now That’s What I Call Stupid
Ah, high school. A time of awkward first dates, questionable fashion choices, and moments so cringe-worthy they haunt you for years. But nothing—and I mean nothing—prepared me for the legendary tale of the guy who thought bare hands were oven mitts. Buckle up, because this is a story of bravery, stupidity, and a pizza that deserved better.
By mureed hussain11 months ago in Humor
Oui, Oui, je vais à Paris!
C’est vrai! Vous pouvez imaginer? Moi! Desmina de Vil, la fille de Cruelle, vais à Paris! I celebrated my 24th birthday on some rainy night - quel temps du chien!- in Paris. I was in the Metro when my new iPhone (and heart) got snatched up by some RUDE boy.
By Desmina de Vil11 months ago in Humor
The Sacred Clown
The passage to Clownhood may be achieved in these such ways: 1] Laugh Hahaha! Hehehe! Luckily, the nebula begins and ends with this. The essence of being, like love, is laughter, which echoes untimelessly through Space, Stars, and Galaxies, eventually making its way to fill one's soul. The Clown with a Smile of Flowers tics with curiousness of the cosmos.
By Desmina de Vil11 months ago in Humor
Title: "The Clock That Counted Backwards
In the small town of Willowbrook, there was a legend about an old clock that hung in the town square. It wasn’t just any clock—it was said to count **backwards**. No one knew where it came from or who made it, but everyone knew one thing: if the clock ever stopped, something terrible would happen.
By Killing Mission 12 months ago in Humor
Shits to Fucks
Shits to Fucks: The Definitive Guide to Quantifying Life’s Burdens Disclaimer: This piece is meant for humorous and satirical purposes. No offense is intended—it is loosely based on a question my husband asked me when I used one of the terms, and he asked for a conversion table for clarification. Please read with a sense of humor!
By Xine Segalas12 months ago in Humor
