Quotes About Humor

The more you make fun of yourself and don't try to go for any kind of respect, the more people seem to respect you.

She kept saying, "I am free, James! I am so free! I cannot believe how obsessed I was about my body! What was I thinking? How crazy!" This struck me as extremely funny because anybody who knew Debbie knew that she was very concerned about her appearance, always wanting to look her best.

I crack myself up.

Pee pee, poo poo. Pee? Poo. Poo, poo.

Well, what kind of hello is that? Besides. You wouldn't want me as a supply officer, Bagger. I'd fuck it up so bad you'd starve.

I have since learned that this ability to laugh heartily is, in part, the salvation of the American Negro; it does much to keep him from going the way of the Indian.

Just changed my Facebook name to 'No one' so when I see stupid posts I can click like and it will say 'No one likes this'.

While General Humberto Mariles of Mexico was winning the gold medal in show jumping on Arete, I snuck into the enclosure at the base of the Olympic flame tower in Wembly Stadium to do what little boys do. A horrified English bobby, helmet and all, chased me over the fence, calling me a "horrid little boy." He did not know how right he was.

Feature-length film comedy is harder to pull off than the episodic sitcom - it doesn't have the same factory machinery up and running, teams of writers putting familiar characters through permutations - but that doesn't explain the widening quality gap that makes movie humor look like a genetic defective.

Sean) "The therapist calls it cleithrophobia." "That sounds like a fear of something else," Krista snorted before she could stop herself. She bit her lip, as shame washed through her. Sean turned, his startled laughter sounding rusty as it erupted from his chest. "No, I'm definitely not scared of that.

Not ever was there a time when that man's penis stayed put where it was supposed to be, instead living its life as a free-flying dilettante, a party penis, as if it were some sort of rich-kid celebrity DJ hitting new hot spots, London, Paris, Ibiza, except instead of those cities it would be a paralegal's vagina instead.

Being a Hot Mom means being respected as a mom and a woman. And, the key to being a Hot Mom is having a sense of humor about yourself and all the crazy situations that arise.

This is a bride's book, from bride to bride. If you're not a bride, you're reading Weddiculous because: • You've entertained the idea of engagement and plan to leave this book out so your partner sees it and gets a motherfucking clue. • You never want to plan a wedding, or had one and hated it, and want to laugh at my pain. • There's cake on the cover, and you like cake.

You can teel does a fellow like you with a spear of grass, did you know that?" "How do you tell?" "You wave it under his chin, and if his face goes red at all, then you know.

funny-faced noodle-brain!

Who's the clown in life, the one with the two faces and characters or the persons who Laugh about them?

We are not always funny, but like a life with Fun

He remembered the gravestone of a woman parishioner in the churchyard of St. John's in the Grove. DEMURE AT LAST, it read. He thought that the single most definitive and amusing epitaph he'd ever come across.

Nothing shows a man's character more than what he laughs at. Goethe

Me, either, pal. I'd rather reach in a cow's rear end any day than have to deal with a horse's behind." "Harry Nelson is being transferred to Birmingham," Father Tim said mildly, having saved this pièce de résistance for the right moment.

Who ever thought up the word "Mammogram?" Every time I hear it, I think I'm supposed to put my breast in an envelope and send it to someone.

Whoever thought up the word 'mammogram'? Every time I hear it, I think I'm supposed to put my breast in an envelope and send it to someone.

In a Kenya game park once I saw a family of wart-hogs waddling ungainly and in a tremendous hurry across the grass. Contemptuous though I am of those who find animals comic…still I could not help laughing at this quaint spectacle. My African companion rightly rebuked me. "You should not laugh at them," he said. "They are beautiful to each other.

I've supped on potatoes and groats and am waiting to be sick. How about you? I supped like the Lord in Heaven.' and what does the Lord in Heaven have for supper?' Nothing.