Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Wanted: Your Funniest Story

Hello friends! I hope you're all having a good week so far. After my last post, I'm happy to report that I've managed to NOT break any merchandise or make any major mishaps in the home decor arena. Yay, me!

I'm doing a "comedy gig" this coming Saturday morning, which includes mothers AND daughters of ALL ages. In other words, this girl needs to appeal to toddlers & um, mature women alike.

So, that's where YOU come in -- I'm looking for some fresh material. Do you have a hilarious story I could steal, I mean, that I might borrow? Please, please, please leave me a comment & share a funny moment that you yourself have experienced that would be sure to bring a smile to ladies of all ages.

I can't wait to see what you come up with! Thanks in advance!!!

2 comments:

Karsak Family... said...

OK. SO this may not be the funniest story I know. However it will resiganate with all ages...

My nephew was 2 years old and Easter was approaching quickly. All week long leading up to Easter weekend, his mom kept telling him and his sister they would get to dye the eggs.

Everyday Logan kept asking mommy when they were going to dye the eggs. He was getting so excited about this activity, more than his normal excitement. His mom thought it was great that he was looking forward to coloring the eggs. He wasn't usually one to sit and do one thing for very long at a time.

The time came and mom called the kids into the kitchen where the table was covered with newspapers, the dye was placed in small bowls.

Logan took his first egg and to his mom's surprise he began to crush the egg and throw it on the floor. His mom said, "Logan what in the world are you doing?" Logan's reply was..."I DIE the eggs!"

Karsak Family... said...

My nephew is full of funnies. His latest one goes like this...

My son Jake and my nephew Logan were wrestling and Logan caught a whiff of Jake's breath. Logan could not believe how bad his cousin's breath smelled.

A couple of days later Logan was snuggling on his mom's lap at home. Mom caught a whiff of Logan's breath. Mom continued on to tell Logan that she had not smelled his breath that bad in quite sometime. Logan's reply, "I know where I got my bad breath. Jake had it when I was at his house, so he must have given it to me."