ComedyWriting
Let Me Out
It’s finally Friday! After a full day of teaching, it feels like my energy has been drained. So, I decided to do something for myself—give myself a little gift, just like I do for my students. Maybe it’ll cheer me up. I jumped into my car, buckled up, and got ready for my next adventure to the store. Strangely, my face wasn’t smiling. It was serious, as if this were a routine every single Friday. Or maybe it was! Was I shopping last Friday too? I can’t quite remember. Well, after thirty, everything changes—that’s what they say, right?
By Ina Zeneli12 months ago in Humor
The Hottie, The Heimlich and Parking Tickets. Top Story - March 2025.
"So, it happened one morning during the coffee run for my team. I say "my team" when it was more Joyce's team. She was project manager and had over 20 years of experience, as she never failed to mention.
By Paul Stewart12 months ago in Humor
Coffee Run
Nestled at the very end of a long ominous hallway was the door to a New York Tribeca Park apartment 405.5. Ominous, of course, until Smokey Joe, the apartment’s “super,” finished repairing a damaged lighting fixture. Once the necessary 120 volts of electricity had powered through, thus revealing an art deco décor, the once-scary corridor was no longer. Tacky art choice, it was not. However, Jonathan, the gentleman residing at apartment 405.5, began to grow fond of the art style after repeated debates with his neighbor, Jonah Fishmen. Jonathan sided with a more Art Nouveau style, which he says “feels like a dream.” Today, however, Tuesday, for all intents and purposes, began less like a carefree dream and more like a groggy five-minute nap.
By Anthony Diaz12 months ago in Humor
It wasn't until I crapped my pants that I knew I was allergic to seafood.
It had been 4 years, 2 months and 6 days since I had gone on a date. Not because I went through a bad breakup and was wallowing in self-pity, but because I’d been so focused on my career that I had time for little else. I had moved my way up to project manager at a large marketing firm. I had an office filled with inspirational quotes, a fern in the corner that was half dead due to severe dehydration and a goldfish, Frank. Frank and I had been together for about 5 years. Even though there were occasions where a considerable amount of time had passed between feedings and water changes, Frank, the trooper, pulled through. Everything in my life seemed to be working out great and just when I thought things couldn’t get any better, I met Ramona.
By Christoph Wetty12 months ago in Humor
200+ Clever Pharmacy Jokes That Are Prescribed for Laughter
Pharmacy humor is a unique mix of wit, wordplay, and, of course, a pinch of medical knowledge. Whether you're a pharmacist, a pharmacy jokes technician, or just someone who’s spent their fair share of time in the pharmacy line, you’ll appreciate the clever jokes that make the daily grind just a little bit lighter.
By JokeJester12 months ago in Humor
Free Fiona the Sheep!. Top Story - March 2025.
A row has broken out over plans to rehome Britain’s loneliest sheep. The ewe, now named Fiona, was rescued after being stranded for more than two years at the foot of cliffs in the Scottish Highlands. But an animal rights group says plans to rehome her to Dalscone Farm near Dumfries would make her a “spectacle.” Fiona is now in hiding after activists turned up at Dalscone Farm— BBC News, 5th November 2023.
By Brendan Donaghy12 months ago in Humor
A Not-So-Sweet Saturday
It was nearly noon on a Saturday, and my tummy was having the rumblies. Sure, I could've just dug into the fruits and veggies that I had bought the day before, but my stomach was craving something more mouthwatering. It cried for something to please the craziest of sweet tooths. Oh, how my teeth screamed for something sweet to chomp into!
By Cat the Autist12 months ago in Humor
RAINING CATS & DOGS
5.30am on a cold Winter’s morning, chores for the day to be completed. Flo sighed the moment she opened her bedroom curtains. The rain poured and Bailey, her old, fluffy Sheep dog had to be walked. Once dressed, flinging on any old sweater, she grabbed him, as he bounded for joy, even at his age, this dog still acted like a puppy. Who had this much energy at 5.30am on a Monday morning anyway?
By Elizabeth Butler12 months ago in Humor











