Roving Reporter: Funniest Thing That HappenedBy Nancy Polanski (nap) on July 18, 2011
|Today I have no Spotlight interview, so it's time for another Roving Reporter article. I approached a number of you with the question...”What is the funniest thing that ever happened to you? Or the funniest thing you ever saw, or did?” I hope these answers will make you smile.|
"What is the funniest thing that ever happened to you? Or the funniest thing you ever saw, or did?” Some folks couldn't narrow it down to only one thing, and I couldn't decide for them, so I'll just use them all! I hope you'll enjoy reading about people's silliest experiences.......
Torriesmom: It is kind of funny, but I can think of a time in the winter when I, who always wears pants because they are more comfortable, wore a slip to work, and when I took off my coat I was half dressed. The skirt was left at home.
And once while visiting a South Carolina farm, I needed a gentle horse to ride. As soon as I got on, it ran under a large tree branch, trying to scrape me off. A little child on a pony had to rescue me and take the reins. I was in my 20's then. Oh, we laughed. (The liquor made it funnier.)
Or this. A speaker was called to the platform, and in passing down the aisle he accidentally brushed past a women sitting in the audience. As he started to speak, he was interrupted. His buttons had removed the wig from the lady. He jumped in surprise when he looked to where the people were pointing at him, thinking that he was being attacked by a furry creature.
Roadrunner: (this happened on DG...but you can change the name to protect the guilty)
A few years back it was going to be Our Horseshoe's 50th birthday....and since we all loved him so much I quietly emailed lots of folks on the web site and told them, “Let's send Our Shoe a bunch of 'over the hill' stuff to help him celebrate.”
What a great response we had....then we found out that I was very mistaken in his age and he would only be [email protected]@!! Was my face red!!!!
Sunshines2day: Hmmm, you've got me thinking. When I was a kid I remember watching a TV show that I think was called Real People. If I remember correctly they had a segment that aired photos of funny things people took pictures of and sent in. I took a picture of a sign at a drugstore here in my hometown that I just can't forget. I sent it in to the show and it was shown on TV. The sign read.....
“ Valentine's Day Special: Shotgun Shells 1/2 Off ”
That's the funniest thing coming to mind so far.
Sallyg: One of my family stories. COOL! (I was about to jump right into The Pickle Story but that was more odd than funny.)
OK! A few Thanksgivings ago, we hosted dinner for my husband and kids, and two 'grandmas' (his mom and mine). What a lovely way to be able to treat them to a nice visit. They got to chat with each other instead of, as in the past, being the 'only' senior guest at dinner. I'd also been nervous about too much energy from our somewhat rambunctious young German Shepard , but she managed to behave after getting over her initial excitement.
Mom had of course brought her 'famous' homemade pumpkin pie. We all liked it better than any other pumpkin pie. Dinner was great. Since the two ladies had each other for company, and were very senior, they didn't fight me, but let us do the cleanup while they sat in the living room and talked. So we were in and out of the kitchen and dining room, ebb and flow of conversation, and it was time to cut the pie. Well someone went into the kitchen and discovered that Addy, the pup, had taken advantage of the distractions, had reached up on the table, and licked a hole in the middle of the pie! Mom's famous pie! Highlight of the evening after turkey! The whole top of the pie looked perfect except for this hole. So acting quickly and with a bit of creative cutting, we cut pie slices in the kitchen and carried them out, thus preventing the Mom's from seeing the carnage. And stifling our snickering the whole time. I just so did not want my Mom to be disappointed about her made-with-love pie! I suppose we could have fessed up and had a good laugh, but we do like the story this way, when our stealth saved the day!
(Oh that's good, but can I know the pickle story too, please?)
I took my kids to Burger King. It was a nice day and there is a shady tree, so we opened the windows and ate in the van with the breeze blowing through. Three kids aged I guess 7, 10 and 12, a little chit-chat, an ordinary day (yet in retrospect, no peaceful day with your happy kids should be thought of as only ordinary), when a small car pulls up to the exit about 50 feet away with its windows open. As it stops to check for traffic, we hear a woman's voice from the car SCREAM FURIOUSLY "DON'T THROW OUT YOUR PICKLE!!!" And then it drives off. We just sat there stunned. What about a pickle could cause her to sound so furiously exasperated? Was it so horrible if a kid tossed a pickle slice out the window? Not to us. That's not exactly trash, is it? Yet if the kid was taking the pickle out cuz he didn't like it in his burger, would you say "throw out"? Or is there a kid so uncivilized that he would throw his pickle out inside the vehicle? (potential nasty mess, but in that case wouldn't the 'mom' see to it before getting underway?) The phrase just didn't fit that scenario either.
No lead in, no followup yelling, just the one screech. “DON"T THROW OUT YOUR PICKLE.” It was just one of those 'wonder what the heck was going on' things!!
(I will bet that like so many phrases in our house, you guys shout that out to one another once in awhile, for no reason at all!)
Yes, you got it right! Here's one of those funny 'only our family gets it' things you pick up. We usually take yearly trips, often with car travel. So we'd check in to Hampton Inn, sometimes just tell the desk two adults and two kids and let the third kid sleep on the floor. One time DH told Kevin to hang back separately and we'd pretend we don't know him, and that he's just a midget businessman that happened to be going up to the same floor. So 'midget businessman' is not funny to anyone else, but hilarious to us!
Mindy03: Funniest things to happen to me....One lovely Autumn day, I decided to walk down to the pasture to get some dried cow patties to mix with the dirt in my new flower bed. I took 2 white buckets and my dog Mindy with me. All was fine on the way to the pasture, and I started picking up the cow patties and putting them in the buckets. I knew our neighbor's cattle were in that section but didn't think anything of it until I looked up to find the whole herd surrounding me. As soon as they knew I had noticed them, they started bawling, big time.
Poor Mindy was scared to death. After all, it was her first encounter with them up close and personal. For a minute I couldn't think what in the world was causing them to do that, then I remembered that my husband used white buckets to carry their feed in when he was feeding them ground feed. I went ahead and finished my cow patty gathering and headed home. As soon as I got a gap in the herd big enough for Mindy to get through, she was off like a shot, heading for home. I walked back carrying my two white buckets with the whole herd following me.
When I got to the gate closest to the house I spotted Mindy up ahead of me going full tilt toward the gate. She went under the gate then turned around to watch me. I had to sit down then because I was laughing so hard at her, and the herd caught up with me and surrounded me again demanding their feed. One cow decided she was tired of waiting, and came up and pushed me off the bucket I was sitting on.
Now, after that, I never take a white bucket with me when I go gathering cow patties or walnuts.
Boopaints: Your questions made me wish I'd kept a laugh journal, but as of today, I will begin one! Over the years there were times we laughed until we cried and hiccupped. And to remember them when asked for a glimpse, is difficult! The best ones I recall are hard to put into writing and you kinda had to be there. But here are two, choose which fits best for your article!
Zanymuse: A friend, Amy, had a lovely black cat. The cat's name was Jasmine and it walked around the house with it's head and tail erect in a queenly manner. She was a delightfully loving and much loved creature with a very dignified strut to her walk and impeccable in her grooming.
Calif_Sue: My Mom and I went to visit a local daylily hybridizer and we were both walking up and down the rows of daylilies trying to stay clear of some really muddy sections that had just been watered. I spotted a large, gorgeous bloom at the far end of one row and carefully made my way over to get a picture of it. As I stepped forward to get a good angled shot, my foot slipped in very thick mucky mud and I landed flat on my back, flattening a daylily loaded with tags of recently hybridized blooms, and breaking a stem right off. My mother, at the other end of the row, had just looked up in time to see me go down. She said both my feet flew up in the air and that it was the funniest thing she ever saw. She was laughing so hard that she could barely ask if I was OK. I was mortified and I actually used that mud to try and prop up the stem, but it was a clean break. I had to go apologize to the hybridizer for ruining those seeds for him but he was very understanding and apologized to me for watering, knowing we were coming for a visit. Since I was a muddy mess, we quickly left. About 20 minutes into our drive home, my mother starts laughing hysterically again, tears pouring down her face. She said she just couldn't get the picture out of her head of how my feet flew up in the air! I joined her in the laughter, almost having to pull over to catch my breath and wipe away my tears!
Pajonica: Funny things seem to happen to me all the time!
Here's a little fishing story. Quietly sat at the edge of a small lake pouring coffee from a flask when of course I got a bite. The hot coffee spilled into my lap, causing me to leap up, knocking everything over. Tackle, bait, the lot went! A guy fishing opposite had seen this all happen and began laughing hysterically when his folding seat collapsed and he fell into the water.
This one is a driving home laugh:
Kaglic: Several years ago I received the family title of, "Official Greeter for the State of Alaska." We had gone to meet my Aunt, from Michigan, on an incoming flight at Anchorage International. It had been many years since I'd last seen her, but as the passengers arrived, I felt sure the woman I greeted with a big hug, was my Aunt. She too, seemed very happy to see me. You can guess the rest of the story ~ My Aunt then came up to me, and of course, I nearly fell over with embarrasment, as the woman I'd hugged was not my Aunt! We all had a good laugh and it remains a family favorite story.
Threegardeners: OMG! where to begin. Ok...the very first thing that popped into my head happened when I was with my Dad. Mom and Dad were living out here so it was maybe 1995-ish. The elderly lady that lived next door to them had a nurse come in every day to help her with meals and take care of her disabled daughter. My parents became friends with the nurse.
Sharran: One of the things that seems to have followed me throughout my life, from early childhood through the longevity of very nearly 70 years, is the speech pattern that I developed back in the mountains of southeast Kentucky where I grew up. Now the pattern does not bother me at all. In fact, I can understand you quite well. But from the looks of wonder and question that I often receive when I speak, I sense that it might bother you. I think I do better with the written word.
Yeah. I really need to stick with the written word.
Dahlianut: Why have one funny story when you can do it twicely? Both stories are all about me (big surprise snort). Here's the fish story.
Here's my skunk story:
And with that laugh, I think we should close! I did have a cute story of my own, but it can't compete with some of the whoppers told here so I'll save it for another time. Remind me.
Please watch for our next interview. Sharon has an interesting guest for us to meet.
And please, please, please feel free to share any funny stories of your own in the threads following this article. I want more!
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|I live in Western New York. I'm retired, after working for 30 years in the Microbiology Labs at our county hospital. My time now is spent mostly with the Karen refugee population in Buffalo, advocating for them, teaching, helping and enjoying them. I've twice traveled to their camps in Thailand and experienced their culture. It seems they have taught me more about life than I have taught them.|
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