Laughter
I’m Putting on My Nicest Boxers Today!. Top Story - October 2024.
It’s 9.00 a.m. on Monday morning. It’s raining hard. I’m outside the back door, coat on, hood up. I’ve got the blue recycling bin tipped up at a 45-degree angle and my head and shoulders are deep inside it.
By Brendan Donaghyabout a year ago in Humor
Fire Lake
Not all the lessons we learn in life are profound. Occasionally, there's an obvious premise that we simply ignore or forget and Nature has to find a way to remind us. If we're lucky, we survive and get a good laugh out of it. This is the story of one of those reminders.
By Dana Crandellabout a year ago in Humor
The Funny Side of You
When we think about humor, we often picture stand-up comedians, witty one-liners, or funny friends who always know how to lighten the mood. But what if I told you that humor isn't a one-size-fits-all? Just as we all have different personalities, we also have unique styles of humor that can shape our interactions and relationships. Understanding your humor type can make you more relatable and help you connect better with others. So, which humor type fits you best?
By Horace Waslandabout a year ago in Humor
Funny Horror Story
Whoever thought horror couldn’t be funny never read a good, comical ghost story! The spooky genre is packed with jump-scares and eerie noises, but every now and then, there’s a horror story so absurd that it makes you laugh more than scream. Let me share with you a funny horror tale that might just give you the giggles alongside the chills. So, grab your blanket, hide (or not!) under it, and let’s dive into a hilarious horror adventure!
By Mamoona Bushraabout a year ago in Humor
Do My Bidding, Mosquito Army!
I LOVE My Forest. The emerald sky where I live is pierced with shades of blue beyond. Birds sing their lewd songs to each other during the spring and scream at their children during the summer creating a cacophony of sounds that we humans describe as beautiful. Fireflies light up our summer and autumn nights with flickering and fluttering eloquence, and an opossum has been adopted as a nocturnal snuggle/dinner buddy by the colony of rescue cats that I hold responsibility over and has even on occasion let me run my fingers gently over its back side (before saying: "Okay. That's enough, friend" by politely walking away). And the cicadas sing us to sleep every night. It's peaceful, it's quiet, no noisy human interference, and you can see the stars for miles. And come morning, (especially in the cooler months when the morning fog lifts off the ground in opalescent swirls of cloud low to the ground) we are greeted by little families of deer.
By Hope Martin2 years ago in Humor




