Laugh with me #47

Woman use retail therapy almost as much as men would like to use the lie-on-the-couch-watching-sport-and-bitch-bring-me-a-beer-therapy.  The latter never happens because most female dogs have not learnt how to open a fridge.  Or crack a can.

And men would never expect the love of our lives to be our beck-and-call and bring us any kind of alcoholic beverage because they didn’t get married to serve our lazy asses.  Unless you might find yourself in the close proximity of the general kitchen area and you love me and you think o…uh love…uh…wait now…let’s talk about it…please put that down.

Let me rather get back to shopping…Our couch is not really all that comfortable.

The eagerness of finding a bargain may lead to extensive property damage, a severe crushed ego, some other minor injuries and hysterical, unstoppable laughter.


The owner might end up having to fire this window cleaner for a job too well done.

Laugh with me #45

I know I’ve posted yesterday.  Twice actually.  I normally don’t post these GIFS in quick succession but I couldn’t resist.  It’s another birthday fail that cracked me up like a great episode of Friends.

It’s also a near perfect example of how parents can ruin the life of their kids.  Other examples include parents displaying signs of affection in public, a Mom showing baby photo’s to any prospective boyfriends/girlfriends and a Dad performing sexy dance moves at a birthday party.

Or doing this…I reckon the poor kid requires counselling.

2o2XfwXRWOZaaunV3SpE_Cake Drop Fail

Laugh with me #41

One of my colleagues is having a really shitty day.  Slamming down the phone, spilling milk all over the counter, missing a meeting…

And we all have them days. When life sucks. When you regret getting out of bed.  When not even good ole’ caffeine can provide a little positive energy into your poor, unfortunate soul.

But here’s proof that we shouldn’t necessarily vocalize our frustration, anxiety and ill-feelings towards Karma.  Because let’s face it, and I don’t mean this in a sexist way…she’s a bitch.


And a funny one too.


Laugh with me #40

The gymnast was ready.  He went through his routine, visualized the tripple-axle-with-a-side-flip-half-nelson-twist and a perfect landing.  He spent hours training for this, his moment of glory. He released an anxious breath and commenced his approach.  He ran like the wind and then…

missed the trampoline thingy…


And landed on his ass with an enormous pain in his chest.

I promise to have pity as soon as I can control myself again.  Sorry Dude.

Laugh with me #9

This one had me rolling on the floor and enforced my belief that cats are an alien specie sent to earth to torment humans.  There are so many things I can say about this clip but most of those things doesn’t belong on this blog.  They were all very funny, just not I-can-post-this-here funny.

cat animated GIF

My restraint at a caption is also proof to the Wife that I’m having moderate success at being an adult.  Initially I wanted to let the clip speak for itself but then I got a better idea…

Why not let my readers caption the clip!  In doing so I can giggle away without taking the responsibility of being the person who comes up with a furry, cat-chy line.

So come on people, it’s Friday, let your hair down and caption this…

Laugh with me #8

Sometimes you just have a bad day.  It happens to everyone.  You say something you shouldn’t have or life gives you a bitch slap across the face or you make a hasty decision and it back fires or blows up in your face.  Literally.  The secret is to fake it ’till you make it.  Get up and move on.

door fail

Here’s to surviving the bad days by laughing at them…Eventually.

(The panel was obviously not made from shatterproof!)

Laugh with me – Episode 1

Is there anyone out there who, like me, enjoys a good hearty laugh every now and again?  Is there anybody out there who doesn’t agree that a good laugh makes everything better?  (If there is, I would humbly suggest that you consider the surgical removal of the stick from your arse. You will feel better, I promise.)  Back to laughing.  I’m not talking about an idle giggle or a friendly, condescending smile, like the one you give to the office clown, who only turns into a bigger clown when he’s drunk. I’m talking about the serious kind of laugh, the kind that kids developed acronyms for.

You know, the LOL and ROFL and LMAO kind of laughing.

Life is tough (unless you’re Kim Kardashian, but hey she’s married to Kanye, so everything balance out) and the only thread holding the scraps of reality from falling to pieces, is our human ability to experience periodic laughing sprees.  Continue reading