This had me laughing to tears. "Holy rising hemlines Batman!!" Some of them are so funny. All the hand punching and glove adjustment.. oh my..
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Showing posts with label humour. Show all posts
Holy exclamations, Batman!!
A lovely story about me...
I stole this from an email I got, it summed me up, so I stole it.
One day, long, long ago, there lived a woman who did not whine, nag or bitch.
(That would be me... :-) )
But that was a long time ago and it was just that one day.
THE END.
Beat the chill (leave dignity at the door!)
It is a very cold winter here in Melbourne this year. We live in an especially cold part of the state, and have had some frosty nights already this year. Heating costs a fortune, but what can we do?? There is a solution. It was on television the other day, and it will solve all the warmth dilemmas.
"Do tell of your secret!" I hear you all say. Oh my friends, gather around, it is soooo worth hearing.
Snuggies. Yes!!! You must have heard or seen these funny creations, they are like a blanket with armholes. Every bit as stylish as you can imagine. Here is a piccy -
LOL Seriously, would you wear this? In public is even suggested on the ad... And one size fits all and they have kids in them, how do they not get tangled and fall to the ground straight jacket faceplant style?! Oh so chic and fashionable. Right?!
But wait, they are so cheap, only $60 AND you get a booklight. OMFG. A BOOKLIGHT. How can you NOT get one!?!?!
Hilarious!!
My emo 5yo is also kinda funny
My son cracks me up, where does he get some of his corkers from?! Yesterday we were watching an ad on tv for a mobile phone company and it mentioned free twitter access. Finn says to me, "you use twitter Mum I saw it on your computer. If you use twitter, does that make youuuuu... a twit?"
Erm. Yes, quite probably babe...
My favourite was when I was pregnant and J was telling him how amazing pregnancy was and he said to F "carrying a baby is the most special thing you can do!" F thought about it a minute and then replied with this gem - "Yeah... except for having a sausage sizzle at my school!"
Well, yes I suppose that IS quite a but more miracuolous than growing and sustaining HUMAN LIFE within your OWN BODY. Geez Kiddo!!!!!
He is so fickle as well, he thinks nothing of telling J or I that he loves the other more. Depending on current mood of course. He watches for the reactions too, the flicker of hurt on his parents face when he delivers the blow that he loves the other more today. I suspect he likes to experiment a little with human emotions and reactions, a little like his psych major mother, only more cruel...
He has his entire future mapped out. On weekdays he is going to be a teacher - possibly instructing on how to build fire engines but this is still being debated - On Saturdays he is going to be in a band like Greenday to perform and write songs. On Sundays he will be an astronaut. I said he would be so busy, and asked when I would get to see him and he said "Oh I will still come home sometimes. You know, for supper and stuff..."
He already practices the rockstar thing with true fervor, he has written songs this weekend called 'Life as a Farmer' ("you might love it but you might get siiiiiiiick of it!") and '4 different words' ("talkin about it!" - thats only 3 but thats simply ironic right!?). He performs them wearing a cowboy hat and singing into a stick. The kid rocks hard.
Honestly, all I can do is watch him with a gobsmacked look on my face somedays, the character he shows is just hilarious. I can hear him now, bossing his father around and telling him that he is not listening properly, and if he keeps it up he will go to his room (which F says is not our bedroom, thats mine alone apparently, J has been informed his room is the laundry). He is going to be such a handful as a teenager. And as an adult as well no doubt.
So long as I get to see my Teacher/Rockstar/Astronaut for supper and stuff.
Tears.. laughing.. so funny!
Our cat, Keven, does exactly this when put on a cat leash, so I find it hilarious!!!
Enter the ICHC online Poker Cats Contest!
The Apple Reporter
Finn has created a game called The Apple Reporter. Now I have NO idea what the apple reporter actually is, nor where it came from. I asked him what an apple reporter was and he said "a apple reporter, reports apples." Well, der mama.
Anyway, the game is, you dress up in J's big sunhat, these groucho marx style glasses and nose, and you hold some papers, hunch yourself over and tighten your lips and shuffle into the room claiming to be the apple reporter. The other two people do naught but piss themselves laughing. Frankly, its all you can do when you see the apple reporter in action. Its the funniest thing I have ever seen, Finn looks hilarious in the glasses/nose and I cry laughing.
Here are some pictures of the apple reporter:
Close up:
Here is J being the apple reporter also:
I hope they make you laugh as much as they do me!
Funny, and so clever
I decided to get Finn back and ask HIM hard questions and asked why am I his mama:
F: Because you do things properly.
M: What things?
F: umm. You wash my clothes and other peoples clothes.
M: What else?
F: Iron them.
M: Yeah?
F: Buy Dadda a hat.
M: what else?
F: Eat tea with me and dadda. Thats why you're my mama.
LOL. How cute! So thats it. Thats all being Finns Mama is! I said to him: Who looks after you when you're sick? Who cuddles you when you're sad? Who reads books to you and gets your food? Who loves you?!?
He said: You, you, you, you.
ZACLY!
ratbag.
Spoke to one of Finn's teachers today when I collected him from school, and she said that he is doing so well - they have the learning to read words in sets and he has pretty much mastered the first set.
She said that as of next term, they will start him on readers!!!!! She said "he is probably ready now, but we'll spend the next 2 weeks setting the foundations a little more then next term move forward." I am so excited and proud of him! He is just barely 4 for goodness sake! Apparently, some of the third year cycle 1's say "he is only a first year, how come he gets to do that!?" And she says to them "well, because he is ready to, isn;t he?!"
I am so proud of my clever little boy!
