ComedicTiming
I Don’t Know What My Elbows Are Doing Anymore
There’s a very specific type of rage that only erupts when you bump your elbow on the edge of a table that you positioned. Like you, personally. You set it there. You saw it. You walked by it seventeen times. And yet, boom — it takes your elbow out like it's in a street fight for survival.
By Journey with Georgeabout a year ago in Humor
"The Great Cake Caper"
"The Great Cake Caper" Nothing ever happened in the little town of Maplewood on this typical Saturday morning, or so it appeared. Until his prized cake, a towering, expensive confection covered in layers of buttercream and fondant roses, inexplicably vanished, that is, at least, what Simon, the local baker, believed.
By Rajoan Islamabout a year ago in Humor
"Sandwich Misunderstood"
"Sandwich Misunderstood" Ben had always taken great satisfaction in his ability to solve problems. Ben was the person you called when something went wrong, whether it was repairing the copier at work or assisting his neighbor with assembling IKEA furniture (which ended up needing a few extra screws). But today was going to go horribly wrong in a way that nobody could have foreseen.
By Rajoan Islamabout a year ago in Humor
"The Missing Donuts Scandal"
"The Missing Donuts Scandal" It was a normal Thursday morning in Nutville, a little town. A slight wind blew over the streets, and the sun broke through the clouds to illuminate the charming tiny houses and businesses. However, there was a problem at the neighborhood bakery, "Sweet Sensations."
By Rajoan Islamabout a year ago in Humor
"The Greatest Theft of Cats"
"The Greatest Theft of Cats" Overly ambitious 10-year-old Timmy came up with his most brilliant plan yet on a calm Sunday afternoon. He decided to carry out a theft since he was sick of the same old routine of eating chips and playing video games. It is not just any theft, though. No, stealing... the neighbor's cat was supposed to be a high-stakes, top-secret operation.
By Rajoan Islamabout a year ago in Humor
"The Great Prank War at Work"
"The Great Prank War at Work" It all began quite casually. Dan, an extremely serious accountant, was clicking at spreadsheets while seated at his desk. Even though the office was business casual, he was the type of guy who always wore a suit and had the energy of a sloth after a three-day snooze. For him, work was all about numbers, following the rules, and staying away from anything that could even be called "fun."
By Rajoan Islamabout a year ago in Humor
SALT
Introduction Charlie Solevar, a man in his early 30s, returns to Salt Lake City after deployment to settle the affairs of his recently deceased paternal grandmother. He comes back to the apartment where he grew up, haunted by a flood of unresolved memories and the lingering absence of his mother, Birdie, who disappeared when he was twelve. Grief-stricken and grappling with an emotional void, Charlie spirals into a strange twilight state, convinced that the universe is trying to communicate with him through the remaining letters in expired cans of alphabet soup.
By Salomé Saffiriabout a year ago in Humor
Tom's Trojan Paste. Runner-Up in Absurdist Awakening Challenge.
I switched toothpastes when the conspiracy theories finally got to me. Patty Lovarco, my seventh grade science teacher, was the first to warn me about the toxic effects of fluoride. Since then, I had done a bit of research, and searched my soul for an answer to the question: "Would my own government really do that to me?"
By A. S. Lawrenceabout a year ago in Humor
AI an absurd awakening . Content Warning.
Routine event of the day: I sit 🪑 down to write ✍️ … What emerges: the following. It seems like an adventurous roller coaster 🎢 ride. One thing leading into another. An absurd awakening, indeed! Awry is me. And askew is thee! Together we shall do better if we think of this as a jamboree😊 Co-commonly conjoined and sometimes amply carried forward “alone,” these are the ways in which we assail life. Indeed, that certainly calls for qualities to deal with this world, regardless of swimming or sinking in it as some downtrodden tit. Hugely crouched over tetra-shields, life can be as unpredictable as any other titanic ship. For that reason, I have always needed the near -perfect nuance of poetry in my speech. Precisely so, off hand or rather, off censored, you might find me musing very badly 😅. Awkwardly absurd ! So be it! Yeah that’s the absurd reality I was born into aeons ago and I have remained in it, ever since. It’s like I was dealt with a hand of cards 🃏 that ended up as precious leavings. Conditions like this might not fit you well, I know. But do absurdly adjust if you will (by any chance,) relish this piece and end up feeling swamped in it. So, where was I ? āḥ húñ! Now listen 🎧..very carefully to this verbiage —a potpourri as I prefer to call it . Use your utter discretion before you collectively resonate or disqualify it in entirety. It’s up to you ! This is an “Alchemy of my mind,” seeking to rightly fit into the world of vagaries. I am scribing 📝 this—ebbing out of the cradle passage after rising from the big deep sleep. This tale accumulates the past, as though , its a drawn onwards journey, much as much, to arrive at an equally transient —present. As if, those solemn formative years, tenderly shaping many untellable identities beyond the grave. And well into Supra terrains of adulthood, I am left to think—those were the days! But life ,how-so-ever, is seemingly a product of our own creative imagination with no interest whatsoever to gloat on the gut issues. But I do! That’s the awry in me for you to peruse. And I say this with gratitude 🙏 as I slowly sink ( along with you,) into this deep meditative sleep …💤😴🛌
By Madhu Goteti about a year ago in Humor
