A good laugh, have you had one lately?

[CrashClint]

So I was over on Franklin St. at University of North Carolina having lunch with a friend who is a professor in the Psych Dept. We were eating and talking when I noticed this very attractive girl sitting at the table right next to us with her girl friends. They were talking and carrying on, then she put her finger up her nose, pulled it out and put it her mouth, then proceeded to do it again. It kind of grossed me out for a second, the bugger looked to be the size of a pea. Here is the funny part, not even 10 seconds later, I guess it is her boyfriend, he walks up and gives her a big kiss.

Being the mature person I am, I busted out laughing so hard, I mean so hard I am just shaking and no sound is coming out. My friend is looking at me like maybe I need to schedule an appointment with him on a professional level. Everytime I would quit laughing and try to tell him why I was laughing, I would crack up again. Finally on the fourth try I was able to get it out. He just shook his head, then made the comment, "Maybe she is just trying to bolster her immune system.", then we both started laughing.

[cheesemonkey]

nice

[Relic]

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!! !!!!

I took my kids to some indoor activity place last weekend. Kind of like a Chuck-E-Cheese meets Discovery Zone sort of thing. Anyway, they're playing these games where you are supposed to win x amount of tickets and then cash them in for a prize. The only problem is that usually you only get a few (10-15) tickets each time and anything good prize-wise required thousands of tickets.. so I'm in the process of opening my mouth to tell them that it's just not worth it when my oldest son pops a token into a game, slaps a button and....out starts spewing the ENTIRE friggen roll of tickets. There was this huge heap of ticket-tape over knee-high at the foot of the game. I don't even know how many but we hit the jackpot! It must have jammed or something who knows.

Being the honest person I am, we gathered it up and.....

















stowed it in the car to come back later and claim a prize:^)

[vinny]

I had a pretty good laugh this morning. This is a copy/paste from another forum I frequent (BassBoatCentral)


So I've lived in this Apt complex while I'm doing my stint on this end of the state and about 2 hours ago I hear BOOM-BOOM-BA-BOOM (you get the idea) some snot nosed little chit set off a whole 20 pack of firecrackers right in the breezeway of the complex. I step outside and see the little chit running off in the dark...well out come all the old ladies and apparently these little turds did this all weekend while I was gone to the lake....they were pissed, going to call the cops, all that junk, I said, kids will be kids, let me take care of it. So I step in, grab a 6 pack, and load the paintball gun, big CO2 tank is empty so I just loaded up a quick pack (about 20 shots worth) and headed out to the patio. The patio is on the 2nd floor, on the dark side of the building and naturally the side they were approaching from as to disguise their attack. Well sure enough, about 45-60 minutes later (or about 3.5 beers) here comes this little chit in a white hat creeping up through the yard (noticed the white hat from the exit earlier) 50 yards....a bit out of range....40 yards....a challenge but why blow a sure thing, 30 yards, he freezes, and eyeballs my general direction....not sure if he winded me or what but I froze like the guy in the moose hunting video earlier this month. At this point I considered opening up and reigning hell on the little turd but I feared I may be killing a bystandard so I held off, it was an easy kill shot, double lung, no problem, but I hesitated to make sure I had properly identified the game. 20 yards, he whips out the firecrackers (full moon tonight was almost like night vision) 10 yards he stops, lights the firecrackers, gives them a toss and turns to high tail it. Well my tippman will ring about 4-6 paintballs a second so needless to say I rung the little CO2 cartridge dry with a 5 second burst. The beauty of the whole thing was even though the brat had already turned to run, the first shot from the trusty tippman, I beleive, scared him stiff. He did a slow-mo turn over his should to see what the hell was happening, fell flat on his face, did three "combat/action/drunken star wars hero" rolls (all the while dancing to avoid paint) jumped up, screamed like a little girl, and was gone, this kid could have won a gold in bejing if he would have saved this sprinting effort for the games next month. As we parted ways he had a nice orange glow to him that was visible from quite some distance, I can only hope he wears his new "urban camo" white hat to the pool or skate park tomorrow and tells all his friends of his adventure on this summer eve. Only time will tell if this will ward off all future shenanigans of complex F for this summer...in the mean time, I better go get some more ammo.