Laughing till we cry

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When I laugh like that it’s not my sides splitting I need to worry about. It’s being near a toilet?

Rude but funny. While I was waiting in the hairdresser a very well dressed lady asked the receptionist for a hair appointment for a cut and blow job. How the receptionist keep a straight face till the customer left I will never know. We couldn’t stop laughing!
Many years ago we had remote controlled garage doors fitted which I was eager to show my mother. Playing a naughty trick on her I proceeded to show her how they worked. I hid the controller pressed it then stuck out my tongue. Hey presto the door went up then down. She was desperate to try too. Glad she saw the funny side as I couldn’t keep my laughter in!

I love to laugh until my sides ache and my eyes are full of tears. Over the years there’s been so many! With old school friends , Dh and Dd.

The latest was with dh. I was talking about someone with acute angina. He said ‘who has a cute vagina’ ? OMG I’m still laughing!

giulia. My Family and Other Animals is one of my favourite books. The part that always sets me laughing is when they are trying to make a dignified arrival. Their dog barks insults at all the local mutts, as they are driving, and they all give chase. The mental picture of them drawing to a halt, surrounded by a seething mass of barking dogs, while trying to keep a British 'stiff upper lip' always gets me going.

Fits of the giggles - last Thursday. Not particularly funny but it set off my friend and infected me.
I live in one part of Spain and had met friends in another part.
My friend asked if we had Spanish neighbours. I mentioned that one neighbour owned the local bar called 3Js.
"Why that name?” she asked
Without really thinking, without pausing, I answered “I think they are Juan, Juan and the other Juan.”
I genuinely thought they were each called Juan but had never said it out loud.

My husband and I trying to put a foam double mattress into it’s original bag when we were on holiday,it was massive and once we started laughing we couldn’t stop——-another time at a murder mystery,one of the actors( a friend)was so funny she should have been on the stage.

Maywalk that's Gold!

My best friend had been staying and we were flying back to England together. We had found a glut of large cauliflower in our potager. We decided to take four back with us for our families. We put them in her empty cabin baggage. As we went through security at Toulouse airport the case went the x-ray machine. There was look of horror on the customs man's face as four perfect skulls appeared on his screen!! He was totally speechless when he opened the bag to be confronted by said cauliflowers and faced with two dotty English ladies of a
certain age who by now were convulsed with laughter and tears pouring down our faces. He moved us swiftly on.

We kept corpsing as we sat in the cafe next to two smartly dressed Frenchmen. We were infectious, after a while they too were laughing although they had no idea what about.

Any episode of Father Ted!

A couple spring to mind : firstly a practical joke hubby, myself and brother-in-law's wife played on brother-in-law. Long before water metering was a reality, we gave him a a letter purporting to be from the water company, saying his water was going to be metered. At the time he had an enormous fish pond in the garden and water being filtered /renewed in it. It wasn't that funny a joke, but his apoplectic fury was hysterical to watch, and then further side-splitting laughing at his fury at the 3 of us when he realised he'd been had!

The other was when my son and I, son then in his late teens/early twenties, saw the local nosy old bag who used to walk her dog up our street while having a good nose into people's front windows. Son and I looked at each other, and burst out into a loud rendition of Lionel Richie's son "Hello, is it me you're looking for" directly at her through the window. She huffed and shuffled her bosom (think Les Dawson) and scuttled off up the road. I think son and I were nearly in need of dry underwear. The said nosy old bag didn't do it again, and years later I still chuckle at this childish but satisfying naughtiness!

I have had several daft moments but the one that sticks in my mind involves my previous partner. Our son was in the pram and he had a squeaky toy. Just as my partner went outside and up the garden I pressed the squeaky toy. He stood stock still and signalled for me to be quiet. We both stood there in silence and he said that he had heard a cockatoo bird! Eh? So i squeaked it again while he wasn’t looking. Again he just stood there. I knew that he thought the noise was from the bird. I did it again and then started to speak to him. He went nuts and told me to be quiet as the bird was nearby. haha! I never did tell him but I did get my story printed in a womens magazine and got £50 for it. Thank you for the laugh and the cash.

If you get a chance to see the Play That Goes Wrong, do. Pure slapstick, beautifully done. I laughed continuously from start to finish.

I was once in Venice with a friend and we decided to go to early Mass in the basilica of San Marco. It was a small congregation and halfway through the service a mobile phone started to ring. We both panicked, rummaging in our bags while the priest glared at everyone. But neither of us was the culprit. Eventually, the priest took the ringing phone out of his cassock pocket and sheepishly switched it off. I caught my friend's eye and our shoulders started to shake and we had that terrible ache that comes from needing to laugh and not being able to. As soon as the service was over, we made a bolt for it and treated ourselves to breakfast in one of the expensive lagoon restaurants.

one christmas day , after I had a glass of champagne (I am usually tee total) my dad phoned up who made Victor Meldrew look like a happy chap, while trying to stay focused on the call all hell broke loose when our German Shepherd dog jumped up into the kitchen sink to get the turkey carcass, so I was trying to explain to my dad "I have got to go because the dog is in the kitchen sink" dad replied "why is he in the sink?" to get the turkey of course! by which time I was laughing so much I wet my pants, fell off the chair and my ten year old took the phone and said "sorry grandad but mummy is too drunk to talk at the moment, she has wet herself!"

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I have laughed more often reading Bill Brysons’ books than any other author.
Even while alone -which is quite a compliment to any comedy

Just thinking about some of the daft scenarios can have me sniggering and spitting my tea out
Love Bill Bryson

Margareta Pracatan always had me laughing. She was hilarious!
Margareta Pracatan on Clive James

Just want to add, to those above who love Bill Bryson's books, so do I. They are absolutely brilliant and SO funny. He's a tonic.

Ohhhhh my life !! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
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The video is hillllarious MerylStreep

MerylStreep

If I ever want a belly laugh ( no pun intended) this woman does it for me.
Warning: swearing. It’s a long advert before the video but worth it.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=qbU2euEGuP8

Well MerylStreep that video set me off! Am sat now with mascara running down my face and am just in hysterics reading the next few posts! Husband is looking at me like I've lost the plot.

We were preparing for a sex education lesson for Year 6. One of the mothers who was a midwife lent us a model of the pelvic girdle and a baby doll to demonstrate. The male Y6 teacher demonstrated, the baby doll got stuck so he tugged a little harder, and pulled the head off.
Widespread hysteria.

LtEve you just reminded me of my mum telling me when her and stepdad went on holiday a few years ago and he was one of those men who’d take the bare minimum clothes for a two week holiday and wouldn’t buy new clothes. The first morning parading round the pool like a peacock in his budgie smuggler trunks he turned round and he has a sausage shape hanging down the back where they’d perished and he’d not bought any new ones. She said he thought he looked so fabulous she never told him all holiday. ?

My DH normally wears boxer shorts but for playing cricket he had a couple of pairs of old fashioned white y-fronts. I was reading in bed when I happened to look up to see him standing there resplendent in these rather saggy undergarments. I could not stop laughing, fortunately he saw the funny side and we both ended up weeping with laughter.

I worked with someone who had the same type of humour as myself and we knew we could set each other off giggling.
The school vicar a shy young chap dressed in a nightshirt with a tea towel on his head and a stuffed lamb under his arm proceeded to tell the Christmas story. he had thin very hairy legs and the shirt was short.
I could feel my friend's shoulders going up and down and started to snigger, I looked across at her she had tears streaming down her face but they were black with mascara I started to laugh but had to hold it in. She gave a big snort down her nose and we both sneaked out as we thought unseen and started laughing and crying where we thought we could not be heard.
What a dressing down we both got.I still laugh when I think about it today.