The funniest thing? Well – it’s pretty long, but I am told, worth the read…
it was the year that my son’s friends (encouraged by Muggins, here), camouflaged and donning ToysRUs guns/rifles/and other distasteful but strangely attractive and brightly coloured fluorescent weaponry, played in the adjacent field and were spotted by a passer-by who immediately telephoned the Emergency Services. Being the home town of royalty one can almost imagine why this would have caused chaos. You’ll need to try really hard. A tragedy was only just averted after they were mistaken for International Terrorists (yes – well, the passer-by was in a rush you see and just saw the guns ... not the fact that these were 13 year old boys, the shortest of whom was just under 5’). This led to a ‘Major Incident’ in our town ... a police helicopter flying low overhead to track these terrorists. ‘Jack’ (son’s dearest friend) looked up and saw men in the helicopter. “Ooh, look everyone” he gleefully said to his companions, “I can see them better through this”. Jack lifted his rifle, aimed it at the helicopter and looked through the plastic ‘scope’ to get a blurred, but magnified image of 2 armed men looking panic-stricken in the ’copter. After a quick double-take the men realised that these were not International Terrorists after all. They told the armed police to ‘stand-down’ and sent a patrol car here instead to sort out the mischievous lads. I arrived home at this point to find 5 lads looking very sheepish and a jobs-worth policeman barking at them. Incredulous, I said: “Let me get this right, officer. You’re telling them off for having fun, being boys and playing ‘make-believe’ rather than playing indoors on a Playstation? Who’s telling off the woman for identifying a fluorescent orange plastic gun as a Kalashnikov Rifle?” It’s all a conspiracy you know...!
The next day my son and his friends played in aforementioned field and came in after some ‘big boys’ had kindly started a fire...under some trees. Of course, son and his mates had had a great time for a few minutes trying to put the fire out...in full view of the neighbouring estate’s houses. My husband and I grabbed two 5 litre bottles of water and spades, ran across the field, shouted a lot, I tripped over a barbed-wire fence and slammed into the ground on the other side (which was 3 feet lower than from where I had just dived), shouted some more, and smothered the fire with earth until it died. Phew, all over...oh no, not quite. Fire Brigade turned up – in the distance. Husband and I flashed torches, morse-code style to alert them (in the rhythm of one of my favourite tunes “- -... ...- --. --. . ... --- ..-. ..-.” – unfortunately it turns out that I was telling these uniformed – in my dreams – hunks to not so politely ‘go away’) – which took a further 10 minutes before they turned round and looked in our direction. Four uniformed guys traipsed over 2 fields to get to us. They weren’t hunks at all and surprisingly had bellies on them – very disappointing. They coughed a lot, clearing their throats and muttering serious, important things like – “looks like it’s out now Bill, what d’ya reckon?” “Yup, I think that’s it, stamp on it a bit more Barry”. They hung around for a further 10 minutes, telling us that if they’d been told it was near my home then they’d have known where to come because of the ‘Major Incident’ that had been reported here the day before. They then left.
The following morning I kissed my sons goodbye as they left for school having just bellowed at them for 20 minutes to ‘get a move on’ and then ‘Snap!’, changed like a Mrs Jekyll & Hyde character into a serene, Earth Mother-figure by 8.45 am to await my first client of the day at 9. I spread out the hot towels, smoothing them down, arranged the essential oils and recited my Mantra. Oh, such grace. My client arrived. “Doooooo come in, Mrs Smith”. Mrs Smith came in, undressed, lay on the couch and as I was about to place my hands on the tense muscles of her back, she exclaimed “Do you know there is a man outside this house lying down?!” “Actually ... no I didn’t” I said feebly. “Yes, he’s against the wall, by the roadside – I wondered if he’d been there for some time. I assumed he was hitching a lift?” “Hmmmmmm, perhaps he was...” Feeling panicky now. How long had he been there? This was not good for trade. I could see it now ... ‘Complementary Therapist ... not for the faint-hearted’...’ “Do excuse me Mrs Smith”. My hands left the couch and I carefully and slowly exited the room. I opened the front door and made a run for it. As I rounded the corner I skidded on the gravel Tom and Jerry-style at the same time as a police car pulled up. “He’s obviously a Drunk. I’ll call for an ambulance Mrs ****”.
Mrs ****? This policeman knows my name...oh my word it’s the policeman from the ‘Major Incident’...the day before yesterday. “Looks like you’ve had the full set here this week at your house”. “Huh?” I responded intelligently. “Police, Fire and Ambulance – you’re rather well known now. Infamous...notorious you might say”. I sloped off to lick my wounds and hastily re-composed the Earth Mother.
2006-12-06 21:16:41
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answered by ? 3
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Lol. Nice story. The funniest thing that has ever happened to me happened this past year. There was a "senior send-off" at my school and each grade excluding 12th were asked to put on several performances. Well I performed as a duet, that song "Love That I Hate You" By Rhianna and Ne yo. Anyways, me and my partner had gotten up there and we sang the lyrics out of that song. So we were all high spirited when as we were going down the stairs of the stage, I tripped and fell face first in front of the WHOLE school. It was the worst but funniest experience in my life. xD
2016-05-23 02:57:24
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answered by Anonymous
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Me and some friends were having a bit of a house party round at one of their parents houses (we were 19, this is going back about 3 years when we all still lived at home). Anyway my best friend Michelle is a rather easy drunk and was doing some insane dancing. In her drunken logic she decided that she wanted to go dance on the roof of the garage (as you do).
So she climbed up the side of the garage but on route (and I have no idea how she managed this), she managed to break the garage window. With her bum. She was just stuck with her a**e wedged in the window of the garage crying. She had to be helped down some of the menfolk. Funniest thing I've ever seen!
2006-12-06 19:03:03
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answered by Kerri 4
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ok, one time, at band camp, ok, not really.
you know those really long lanyards that you put around your neck, and you can put stuff on the clip like keys, and such??? well, i had a really bad habit of locking my keys in my car, so i would take the lanyard and loop it through my belt loop, so no matter what, i always had my keys on me. so, i was parking my car at work (behind a big warehouse), with NO ONE in sight. i get out (forgetting my keys, of course) and lock and slam the door shut. i go to turn around and walk towards the building, when i realized i couldnt move!! the lanyard was attached to my beltloop, and at the other end of the lanyard, my keys were attached. well, my keys, just so happened to be locked inside my car, in the doorjam. i realize i am already late for work, my cell phone was dead, so i had it in my car charging, and the only way to get out of this predicament was to either wait for someone to find me, or, rip my pants trying to free myself. which i prolly woulda done if i wasnt working a 16 hour shift. plus i lived about an hour away, so going on 'break' was outta the question...
luckily this guy in a dodge loaded with tools had a slimjim. and helped me unlock my car from the inside. well, i didnt get into too much trouble, seeing as how my boss couldnt stop laughing at me... and the fact that i sat out there for almost an hour!!! good thing it was summer, cuz i dont know what i would have done if it was cold outside... i freeze when its less than 80!!!
2006-12-06 18:28:50
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answered by amber 2
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um.. i dunno.
well one time i was talking to my sister through the window on the sidewalk while she was in her car, and she drove a bit farther down the street and i turned to follow her but when i turned i knocked right into a pole that was next to me on the sidewalk and i didnt even realize it. all my friends who were waiting for me to keep walking with them laughed. it was quite comical actually.
2006-12-06 18:14:13
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answered by legs 2
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My girlfreind and I were having lunch at the park, and got on the teeter totter for fun, the handle broke off on my girlfreinds side, while she was on the down side, and she fell off, and I went flying down to the ground, and hit hard, and split my pants wide open, and then fell off myself, and landed in a big mud puddle. hooo hoo!
2006-12-06 17:59:59
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answered by Big hands Big feet 7
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My only daughter got impatient of getting a baby sister and asked the mother when she is going to get one. The mother replied that GOD WILLING THE BABY WILL JUST COME ONE DAY.THE CURIOUS GIRL ASKED THE MOTHER , "WILL SHE JUST WALK IN FROM OUTSIDE?
2006-12-06 18:07:19
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answered by Anonymous
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Getting married, have a great day
2006-12-06 17:54:40
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answered by Anonymous
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On my IQ test i didnt put my name
2006-12-06 18:16:05
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answered by Anonymous
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i lost the key to my apt twice in one day!
2006-12-06 17:50:54
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answered by monkeyfingerslap 2
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