Quotes About Humor

I shall laugh my bitter laugh.

What are you laughing at? You are laughing at yourselves!

I tell everyone very plainly that I take bribes, but what kind of bribes? Why, greyhound puppies. That's a totally different matter.

Way to defuse a situation. It's tough to enjoy a good bloodbath in the middle of a PowerPoint presentation.

You got your ghost turds. Mostly inside." He patted the wall.

Look, Candida, I don't want to pee on your picnic...

I cried when I was born and I shall die laughing.

But I believe that since my life beganThe most I've had is justA talent to amuse.

It's a pity you didn't have a little more brandy. It might have made you more agreeable!

People have died from hiccups, you know.

irony without humor is violence.

And irony without humor is violence.

I like long walks, especialy when they are taken by people who annoy me.

Entering an white tie and tails party wearing an ordinary suit, he announced,"Please, I don't want anyone to apologize for over dressing.

You know," said Grover, "the only thing worse than a smart-assed lawyer is a dumb-assed lawyer.

Jimmy Buffett, Mr. Margaritaville, said that if we couldn't laugh, we would all go insane.

But our God is good for a great story—funny stories that are often birthed in tragedy and hardship!

Indeed, sometimes, if he was sufficiently shitfaced, Edward would even refer to me as Daddy.

My mother wanted us to understand that the tragedies of your life one day have the potential to be comic stories the next.

I'll have what she's having.

My mother wanted us to understand that the tragedies of your life one day have to potential to be the comic stories the next.

Vera said: "Why do you feel you have to turn everything into a story?" So I told her why. Because if I tell the story, I control the version. Because if I tell the story, I can make you laugh, and I would rather have you laugh at me than feel sorry for me. Because if I tell the story, it doesn't hurt as much. Because if I tell the story, I can get on with it.

Life is like a moustache. It can be wonderful or terrible. But it always tickles.

I have no idea why it apparently takes three grown men to cook some hamburgers. One to cook, one to kibbitz, and one to insult the other two.