Laughter
The Great Mushroom Hunt — The National Sport
Smell of September. That magical time of year when the air smells like wet leaves, damp earth, and… wild mushrooms. In my home country, picking wild mushrooms isn’t just a hobby. It’s practically an Olympic discipline. Forget football, forget tennis, ski jump — mushroom hunting is the national sport.
By Tina's Blossom Life8 months ago in Humor
I Spent $200 on Self-Care and Still Feel Like a Mess
It all started with an innocent scroll through Instagram — as most financially irresponsible decisions do. I was in bed, doom-scrolling between memes, influencer beach photos, and ads convincing me that I was just one product away from becoming my best self. There it was — a glowing woman in activewear sipping what looked like magical green juice, her skin flawless, her vibe effortless. She looked calm, grounded, rich in serotonin. Me? I looked like I hadn't slept in three days, surrounded by snack wrappers, stress, and unpaid bills.
By Zaheer Uddin Babar8 months ago in Humor
Magic Trick Jokes: Where the Punchlines Disappear (and Reappear!)
Pull a rabbit out of your hat and a laugh out of your lungs — it’s time for some hilarious magic trick jokes! Whether you’re a birthday party magician, a fan of card tricks, or just someone who likes a little abracadabra with their humor, these jokes will leave you spellbound and giggling.
By JokeJester8 months ago in Humor
Athletics Jokes: Running, Jumping, and Laughing Your Way to Fun
Athletics — whether it’s sprinting, jumping, throwing, or just plain running around — is a huge part of sports culture. But guess what? It’s not all sweat and serious athletics competition. There’s plenty of room for some good old-fashioned laughter, too!
By JokeJester8 months ago in Humor
Why are people so weird?
Let me start from the beginning, I remember it like yesterday. During my middle school days I was always the “weird kid”. I stayed by myself and basically was avoiding all conversations with any human beings. But one day I was sitting at a group table finna get ready to discuss a project we have been just assigned. I always thought the teacher hated me and knew I needed to step out my comfort zone cause I was in a group with some 100 percent extroverts. I’m talking about these people will seek any type of attention. They probably will be at they friend funeral and in the middle of a speech they gonna bladder out that they made the suit for the dead friend. Sound a little crucial but give you an idea of what type of people I’m dealing with. Anyways while we was discussing about the project ( by the way when I say we I meant them) we fumble across a problem about who gonna play the main role. Excuse my French but, HOLY SH!t that’s when the chaos started it was like three toddlers at the desk aguring who get to sit in the big boy chair and the rest get to stay on the floor. 20 minutes go by and we still have not made any progress on the project, in matter of fact I think the group of dummies made farther then we have far. So I realize that this was going to go on forever if I haven’t put my brains into the situation. So yes I spoke or as Neil deGrasse Tyson say I participate in discourse. I told them that we had until Friday to get this project done so we don’t have time to be yelling our vocal cords out on who gonna be who. I was so into the moment that I didn’t realize thats probably be the first time they heard me spoke that school year. It was quiet very quiet felt like some tragic had happen, felt like Cupid was shooting arrows but instead of love and feelings he was shooting arrows filled with confusion and discomfort at people. They sat there for like 20 seconds processing on what just happen like I was a caveman who was froze during the ice age and just spoke my first words since being unthawed. Finally they spoke, still sounded like they had just been hit with a flash bang but hey we getting somewhere. We was talking about who will be more fit into the roles (yes your heard me…we) and after 1 hour of plotting and planning I would glad to say there was a finish project on the table regardless rather its was good or not. Probably not the best stated out and organize but hey we work on what we had. We was discussing on who should have the main role and it ended up being yours truly me. Yep I know that was surprising and confusing cause despite having a very type of get out my face and choke on your own blood type of personality I was choosing to have the main role. Now before we go on I will like to announce that I was not fully committed on this role so when it’s was our go to present I sat there and look confuse on if they kidnap me and they said if I talk I will never see my kids again, not saying I have kids but you get my point. So we ended up getting a C on the project but hey I will gladly say that’s one step of moving out of my comfort zone and into the life of the people who chasing the American dream…sort of I guess.
By Michael Coleman8 months ago in Humor
