During your life, which one is the funniest memorable situation in your life?

Question

I want to collect all of your experience and keep it in my mobile. Because, sometimes I suffer depression and then I'll read all of your funniest memorable experience to keep my mind fresh and happy.

Answer 1

My boyfriend and i went bowling together completley stoned and it was his turn to bowl. He ment to let the ball go but instead he threw into the next lane and got a strike!..lol

Answer 2

Wow, that is one of the hardest questions I think I've ever been asked...I'm gonna think about it then edit this question.

It's a good idea though, because I suffer from depression too...I'm hopefully getting treated for it soon though.

Here's some that come to mind:
When I was about 11, my best friend was over for the day, and we were talking about something as we were walking down the stairs, and out of NOWHERE she literally fell on her butt and kept talking about the topic, not even realizing what was happening (don't ask me how that's possible) and she just kept talking as her *** was rolling down the stairs while I was on the ground cracking up.

Then my first kiss was BAD too when I was 13 because the guy stuck his tongue in my mouth after about two seconds and I wasn't ready for that. My friend was there and I was like, "Yeah, it tasted like a warm pickle entering my mouth." A few seconds later I was swinging around a pole and apparently was talking to a few guys saying, "Look at her swinging like that," but I thought she told her what I said about the pickle thing, so I was like, "What!? I love pickles!!!" and they all started cracking up.

I don't know if you've ever seen this on Youtube but it is the funniest thing in the world:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=pFlcqWQVVuU

Answer 3

Ok here is one that wasn't funny at the time ,but looking back now i can laugh about it . i had worked a 18 hour shift . i came home so tired and exhausted , i was in bed sleeping . my 5 year old son who has a speech problem , comes to wake me .he is shaking me a wake saying Mommy Mommy i have a peter. in my hazy mind i said unhuh baby go tell daddy . he leaves and comes back again shaking me a wake again . this time i am angry and i realized what he said . i jump up scaring him yelling at him .if you say that again i will make you think you have a peter .where did you learn to talk this way . he runs from the room crying and screaming and my husband comes in my room angry saying you should be a shamed yelling at this baby when he is telling you he is sick with a fever ..loll can you imagine how bad i felt ,for yelling at him .

Answer 4

Thats good you read, I have a funny story and its true..

Years ago Me and My best friend , well we use to get some what drunk, at times, One time at a bar, we was very well smashed i had to use the bathroom, well the signs on the doors wasnt what they should be, some type of odd photos, well i had to go, and thought it was for men,, i started to go, and was looking down at the little pink trash cans,, pink i thought? ok, that was odd, i looked into it as im going and found womans things so to say,, i left the room really fast and told my friend,, we laught about off and on til this day..

one time we went fishing, no joke on a boat,, ocean was really nice that night... i loved it.. if you didnt go you must, anyways this little boy was on the boat,, walking around alot, while everyone was fishing, me and my friend yes we was drinking alot, as you could on this boat, my friend caught a fish and pulled the fish up but had troubles, i think it was him really not the fish,, he walked around the boat 3times with this fish on his pole, no joke,, i said what are doing just pull him in, so he did and pulled alittle to hard, the fish went into the air like a plane, hit the boy in the head, his father came and said where does it hurt son and he said all over dad,, we laught so much we didnt fish all the rest of the night... it wasnt funny when his father asked him where did it hurt, but after it was, the boy was ok.... just a bit fishy shock,, lol

true storys and yes we have alot more, thats why i stopped drinking.... it was fun, but we went to far with our ways,,

Answer 5

Me and my sister would always get fussed at by my mother. We never could do anything right. One day my sister was getting it from my mom and I was on the phone half listening. After my mom finished fussing she told my sister to get her some water from the kitchen and she did but when she came back she tripped over the phone cord and all of the water splashed in my moms face. I lol hysterically.

Answer 6

My sister brought over her boyfriend of 2 years to have dinner with the family. We happened to make spaghetti that night. My sister was serving it up and bringing a plate to her boyfriend who was sitting at the table.
Her boyfriend said "I love spaghetti. It's my favorite!"
She teased him "I thought I was your favorite!" while walking towards him.
He replied "You are! That's why I have this!" And pulled out a ring box and opened it, grinning madly.
My sister stopped short out of shock, plate securely in hand... But spaghetti's awfully slippery...
It went all over the ring box, the ring and his shirt! My sister was torn between happiness at being proposed to and sadness at ruining the proposal. I was no help at all and just stood there laughing.
Apparently, spaghetti isn't my sister's boyfriend's (now fiance's) favorite food any more.

Answer 7

A few years ago I went to get a hair cut and the young woman washing my hair when out of no where her tit came out of her top and hit me in the face, she got so red......LOL.

Answer 8

Well, the experience of learning the "R" sound as a pre-schooler wasn't funny at the time. I remember how humiliated I felt to overhear grown-ups imitate the "cute" things I said. Child development experts now discourage calling attention to "cute" childlike speech patterns, for good reason.

But when my children had the same problem-- overcome before they were five years old-- their rollicking good humor, not to mention their precocious grasp of language, allowed them to play their own "speech problem" for laughs. Sometimes they amazed me.

My two-year-old son gloried in his ability to imitate the cartoon rooster Foghorn Leghorn, who spoke in a Southern plantation accent. One day he stumbled as he ran through the living room, landed in a sprawl, and, as he picked himself up he brushed himself off with dignity, then repeated the classic "Foghorn Leghorn" rooster's line:

"Fohtunately, ah have mah feathahs numbah'd!"

Perfect rendition! In the cartoon, the rooster picks up his numbered feathers and rapidly replaces them in their numbered slots on his skin, and my son's mimickry was so perfect that you could picture the numbers on the invisible fallen feathers.

My wife once tried to trick him into practicing his R's. (That is, she tried to trick our son, not Foghorn Leghorn, a talking chicken who lived so far south that they didn't even include the letter "R" in the alphabet books at school! I assume that talking cartoon chickens go to talking cartoon schools.)

She asked our pre-schooler, "Can you say 'Railroad crossing, look out for the cars! Can you say this without any R's?' " He looked up at her furiously. "Don't twy to get me to say 'ah', because I can't say 'ah'!" But then she heard him a few minutes later outside on the porch practicing the line, not very successfully. But evidently he kept practicing, because not long afterward he came to his mom and proudly recited the line without stumbling over even one R.

And, oh yes, I miss the days when his big sister, at about the same age, would come up to me and say, "Papa, will you please go to the stow and buy me some wocky woad ice cweam?"

"What kind?" I'd smile. "WOCKY WOAD!!" she would snap, her hands on her hips, "and what so funny about not being able to say ah? Bet you couldn't say ah eithah when you wuh my age!"

The middle child, our other son, had no trouble with the R, but he had a tendency to blend words together if he thought they meant the same thing. For instance, he blended the word "she" with the word "her", coming up with the word "sher", and spread the usage among all the other two-year-olds in the neighborhood since he was one of the bigger and otherwise more articulate ones.

Once I heard the little Steffens boy next door dumfound his grandmother with this usage. "Me an Matt tried to get his sister to come over play with us, but sher wouldn't come." "WHAT?" the grandmother asked.

Talking about children coining words, do you remember when the highway department used to put out little smoke pots at work sites to serve as "flares" for motorists? Our family is probably the only one in the world that, across succeeding generations, still calls those little black smoking pots "spomes" when we see them. That's the only word we know for them.

But the word was unknown in our family until my older brother, at age two, pointed at one of the pots as Dad slowly drove past a highway work site, and said, "There's a spome." He did it every time. Years later I saw a movie about whalers, and, in one scene, a whaler pointed to a spray of steam in the distance (from a whale, but similar to the smoke from a "spome") and yelled, "Sperm to the starboard!" Sperm whale, that is. Then it struck me: At age two, my brother couldn't say the R either!

Could it be that my brother (who came later in life to believe in reincarnation) was a whaler in a previous life? There are mysteries in life, one of the lesser probably being why I think these stories are great enough to repeat outside of the family.

I betcha none of these stories are very entertaining to anybody else, but I enjoy them. Don't you get carried away too sometimes, telling the cute things your kids did and said?

Children are nearly always natural comedians, and every parent thinks theirs are the funniest. Hated it when my parents told baby-talk stories on me-- didn't you?--and they never grow out of it, either. (I'm talking about the parents, not the babies!)

Answer 9

No such experience to share---good idea.