Sophomore year in high school. I'm in my favorite class journalism. Teacher loves me, says I'm a great student but also realized I was somewhat of a class clown because she gave me detention a few times. One day, inappropriate ads in questionable locations was the topic. So, the discussion goes on and she says "and we know teen pregnancy is a huge issue in this area. is this ad appropriate on a bus bench near the school though?" Well, on cue, this Latin American exchange student (who was a brown noser and for whatever reason didn't care for me) agrees like she's the class parrot and says "YES!!" Only, she didn't say yes, she said the Spanish version of it (jess). My buddy repeats it with her pronunciation and I just started laughing uncontrollably. Teacher looks at me, and I assume she's upset and says "oh great. Wow, we've managed to make Ram laugh. Everyone, let's give a hand to Ram." Class applauses as I frantically wave it off and try to explain that I was laughing at my friend and I realize teen pregnancies and abortions are a serious matter. Another time, and I actually think this is appropriate, but during a calculus, a rather robust girl sneezed and farted. Not one person laughed......until me and a couple of buddies made eye contact and mouthed "did you hear that? I think it was Paige...." and literally, we laughed for 20 minutes. I felt bad because the big girl played it off and sort of wiped her nose, and I'm laughing as I type this. Another girl confronts us after class and asks "what the hell were you laughing at?" We said "didn't you hear Paige fart after her sneeze?" She said "yes?" I guess farting is only funny to one sex.
All of the above would have sent me into fits of laughter. I've laughed several times at inappropriate times and at inappropriate topics.....some of my friends are convinced that ive got a corner office with my name on it in hell.
I'll admit that when I first heard about the bonfire collapse, I laughed. But that was before I knew that 12 were killed and many more injured. I felt bad about laughing.
My senior year of High school I took Honors Brittish Lit. There were a handful of cheerleaders in the class. A couple weeks into the year, one of the cheerleaders raised her hand and asked "Mrs. Mahon, I've been wondering.. .Why do you have a confederate flag hanging in your room?" Mrs. Mahon-- somehow w/ a completly straight face, says, "Sarah, that's the BRITISH flag." I about died laughing.
During the Macy's day parade this year, I walk into a room full of people watching it. There some kids on tv wearing lbue looking jumpsuits that looked really stupid. I say "Look retards dancing" Not one second later from the TV is "And up now is the special learning group from blah blah blah" Everybody turns and glares at me. Except for one person who just busts out laughing. I just left the room.
gotta come clean, i laughed when i saw that clip of the guy 'twirling' his baby on the internet. it came on a news channel and i thought it was fake, i chuckled then realize 'wow thats f'd up.'
Yes. And I've got a good one.... Senior year in high school - Garland. We have a Spring ceremony to honor all those that got scholarships for college. Everyone dresses up - ties, suits, etc... and we go to the gym for the presentation of each scholarship. Quick sidenote: My best friend and I both graduated in the Top 20 (people; not percent) and neither of us got a scholarship though we both applied for several. Anyway, first scholarship given out to this African-American chick that graduated something like 65th in the class. She walks down from the top of the bleachers in her best Sunday outfit to accept the award. She gets the 3rd scholarship, the 6th, and so on. She - literally - got at least 15 of the 30 or so scholarships given out at the ceremony. Though, she's a nice girl my friend and I are both bitching about the fact that neither of us were allowed to apply for half the scholarships based on race and sex. Well, it gets down to the end and she gets called for her final scholarship. She takes on step and tumbles about 30 steps to the floor. It was like the scene in the original Naked Gun in which Leslie Neilson's head bobs as she hits each step. She is knocked unconscious when she hits the gym floor. Simoultaneously, about 400 students gasp in horror. There are 402 in the graduating class. The other two - my friend and I - burst out laughing. It gets ridiculously bad, snot, tears, convulsions. While everyone is expressing deep concern over this girl's condition, my friend and I are trying not to make asses of ourselves. A couple of students tell us that we're being dicks which only makes it worse. This went on for at least 20 minutes because we were still convulsing when the paramedics arrived. Good news is that she ended up ok. My friend and I weren't chastised too much.
Ok, I'll go ahead and tell a bonfire story. At Christmas after the bonfire fell, I had an aunt that had obviously heard about the 12th Man tradition, and that 12 people had died in the collapse. She went on to relate the story of the collapse, and some other stories about some of the kids who died, and she was VERY heartfelt, and VERY sincere, and was obviously serious about the telling of the story. I don't remember exactly why I started laughing (more like snickering, which I think is worse) about it, but I did, and I just could NOT, no matter what I did, stop. At the end of her story, she was actually crying. And so was I. But for different reasons...
This was the night that the OSU basketball team's plane crashed, killing several people. Terrible tragedy, not funny at all. I'm in a band at the time, and we're playing a show that night with another band we know well. The announcement gets played at some point prior to their set, and the lead singer takes it upon himself to stop their show in the middle and give a heartfelt speech to the crowd about the events. Seeing this degenerate, alcoholic, womanizing loser about to cry his tough guy eyes out about people he didn't know just hit me wrong for some reason. I let out one single, solitary "hu-HAW" and then clamped my hand over my mouth in terror. Don't know why I did it, but I'm sorry it looked like I was laughing about the plane crash.
This was entirely inappropriate, but I just couldn't believe what the f**k was going on, live on TV. 9/11...we're all gathered around the TV in our office, watching as the towers burn. I really couldn't believe it was happening. And some "man on the street" interview happens, and the guy looks like this...except for the gold lame. I laughed and said, Oh my god, it's Mango." A gal in front of me in tears turned and said, "My boyfriend is in Tower 2". I discreetly left the room.
Man... talk about coming close... we went to a funeral about 3 months ago. During one of the eulogies, the person talked thanked various relatives... I can't remember all the names but I remember one was "Aunt Flo" - almost lost it. If my wife had heard it, we would've totally lost it with about 200 people in the room. Thank God she didn't hear a thing or we would've been blacklisted by a whole lot of people.
When we went to see The Godfather in the theater. The movie producer threw back the sheets and found his horse's head and I laughed so hard it hurt.
Sometimes when I get really bad news, my first instinct for some reason is to smile. I know it's not funny, and I don't want to smile, but I do, and I can't stop. It's kind of like nervous laughter, but worse. I remember doing this when I heard about Princess Di's accident.
