Have you ever laughed at a very inappropriate time?

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(I just did in my previous question, and there is no way to edit it out.

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dear "redqueen" - great example -really lmao - I deserve to be deleted again

Hey y'all -- lol -- And now you know how an old 64 year old man gets his kicks at night.

Time out -- my wife, Carolyn heard me laughing and now she is reading these answers.

You wouldn't believe what is happening in our house right now. -- My wife is cackling like a hen, and I am crying.

(I know, I chat too much)

Answer 1

You want details? I was 2 days away from delivering my 2nd child, and I saw some kids riding down a hill in a wagon. Their mother decided to try, and as I watched, she wrecked. It was most inappropriate that I laughed, but I couldn't help it. Because I was so far along in my pregnancy, I ended up peeing myself! She got the last laugh after all.

*Your questions are so good-natured, I find it simply awful that Yahoo! deletes you. It's not right.

Answer 2

Once when my husband fell down the stairs at our new house. It was horrible. I had slipped and fallen down them once, and I warned him that the steps were slippery. He brushed me off, and then the next night I heard this huge crash. I ran in the living room, and there he was lying at the bottom of the stairs with his head and torso on the floor, and his legs on the bottom steps. I was worried that I was going to have to call an ambulance. For some reason, though, I could not stop laughing. I actually had tears pouring down my face. I was trying *SO* hard not to let him see or hear me laughing. I kept turning my head to the side and holding my nose so he wouldn't hear me. Luckily, he was OK.

Answer 3

Oh yes, all the time!

I was driving home one day, and a jogger fell. He didn't trip over anything, or kinda stumble.. he just fell. I couldn't believe I'd been lucky enough to see it happen lol. Fortunately, he neither saw nor heard me laughing. He did get up and brush himself off, so there was no permanent injury.

My husband however hears it often. He is quite prone to tripping and falling. He came running in the room one day, chasing our youngest son, tripped on a chair, rolled over the chair, onto his back, and just moaned. I laughed for hours afterward. And for several days, I just had to think of it and I'd collapse in giggles.

Answer 4

Regularly! Usually at funerals...it's terrible.

Today, my 3 year old gets a balloon from the checkout lady and right behind me is this older lady who finds my son less than charming for some reason. My son starts slapping the balloon and hits the lady in the head with it. I apologized, but the fact that she never cracked a smile sent me over the edge!!

Answer 5

I am the queen of this.

Sometimes, I laugh at something being said and realize that I'm the only dope not finding the topic rather serious. Oops! It happens a lot however. Maybe I should just not laugh at anything? Then people won't give me bad looks anymore.

Answer 6

wow. i could be mendacity properly suited next my granny if i could laughed at her funeral, my relatives is extremely like the mafia. in spite of the undeniable fact that, the main memorable time the place I laughed and it became irrelevant became at my Orientation for the time of my senior 3 hundred and sixty 5 days in extreme college. My proper became donning a gold muscle blouse...he became an extremely great guy so seeing him in a muscle blouse became in simple terms blah...even worse between the seniors yelled out "Mr. Parks nipples are annoying" and fairly everyone on the orientation started guffawing because of the fact it became authentic. i could no longer conclusion guffawing and remained guffawing 2 minutes after fairly everyone else became silent and that i ended up getting reprimanded by way of the proper on an analogous time as my terrific buddy tried his terrific to conclusion me from guffawing. I had in no way laughed that annoying before.

Answer 7

At my husband's grandmother's funeral. She lived in a retirement community and roundly loathed all the little old ladies who were her neighbors. About the only thing she ever called them were "Those damned old ladies!" as if she wasn't in her 80's, too.

A bunch of them showed up at her funeral, and as luck would have it, they were sitting two rows behind my husband and me. They were going on and on about "Doesn't she look so good? I think she looks just like herself." (Like, whose self should she have looked like, and just how good *can* you look when you're dead, anyway?)

As Heaven is my witness, I "heard" Grandma hiss, "THOSE DAMNED OLD LADIES!" somewhere over my shoulder. I could not stop laughing, and I ended up having to make a desperate run for the bathroom, where I sat in a stall and howled for about 10 minutes before I could get control of myself.

Note to anyone who may have a similar problem: did you know that if you laugh without making a sound, it looks like you're crying? And if you laugh at the right pitch, the sound of flushing toilets hides it perfectly!

That information sure saved my bacon that day!

Answer 8

O chya-ha!

there are so many I can't even name them all - I'm the classic laff-a-hol-ic.

the worst is when some cute little child (I work in a school) comes to me with an all serious face and says.... I need a bandaid... and shows me this itty bitty teeny tiny little cut or scrape or mosquito bite. I laff and say "should we amputate"?
It usually makes them feel better that I am joking, but sometimes it backfires.

ps... all the kids love me and come to me for hugs and candy - I'm SUCH a softie!

LOL

blessings Uncle Wayne and Auntie, you just keep him in line wouldya!?! LOL

:)


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Answer 9

Oh boy....guilty....x1000000

I remember as a little boy,sitting in a diner with my parents,sweezing the catsup packet,and pffttt...out it squirts over the booth onto a man's white sunday shirt in the next booth.....I couldn't understand why it was okay for my parents to laugh,but not me ...they explained that they were laughing out of embarrassment ..so I just joined in on the fun anyway.

Answer 10

Too many times friend. Not only do I embarrass myself, I make even Jesus blush a bit! The last time I did was when I snorted really loud at a Pastor's joke during church service.