Firstly, what doesn’t make me laugh? A lot of “comedy” on TV. Slapstick, Benny Hill, The Big Bang Theory or people hurting themselves! Some TV programmes that do make me laugh are Hard Quiz and Spicks and Specks but these are on Australian TV so most readers are probably unfamiliar with them. Red Dwarf was funny to me and that had a wide audience. People getting their “come uppance” also make me laugh.
Animals’ antics like Meerkats simply being Meerkats, Koalas walking or our dog watching TV, doing insane laps of the house or deserting my husband’s lap and jumping onto mine.
Kids make me laugh. I remember being scolded by our little daughter with a severe, “Stop laughin’ a me!” Of course that made us laugh even more. Our son learnt to make puns when he was quite young and they always gave us a laugh. Now we laugh at grand-children’s jokes like,
“Why do ducks have curly tail feathers?
To hide their butt quacks”
Adults playing like kids when they think no one is watching is always good for a laugh.
A friend sent me a joke this morning and my husband and I had a good laugh.
There is a language sting in the tail, be warned.
A young family moved into a house next door to an empty plot. One day Joe, Steve and a gang of building workers turned up to start building a house.
The young family’s 5-year-old daughter naturally took an interest in all the activity going on next door and started talking with the workers.
She hung around and eventually the builders, all with hearts of gold, more or less adopted the little girl as a sort of project mascot. They chatted with her, let her sit with them while they had tea and lunch breaks, and gave her little jobs to do here and there to make her feel important. They even gave her, her very own hard hat and gloves.
At the end of the first week they presented her with a pay envelope containing two dollars in 10 cent coins. The little girl took her ‘pay’ home to her mother who suggested that they take the money she had received to the bank the next day to start a savings account.
When they got to the bank the cashier was tickled pink listening to the little girl telling her about her ‘work’ on the building site and the fact she had a ‘pay packet’. ‘You must have worked very hard to earn all this,’ said the bank cashier.
The little girl proudly replied, ‘I worked all last week with the men building a big house.’
‘My goodness gracious,’ said the cashier. ‘Will you be working on the house again this week, as well?’ The little girl thought for a moment and said…
‘I think so. Provided those wankers at Carters deliver the f*cking bricks and it doesn’t piss down with rain.’