Humorous Childhood?

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   Rafiniposted 13 years ago

   Hello Hubbers!
   
   I am working on a story and am having a difficult time remembering certain situations from my childhood.  So, I was wondering if any of you could help with a short description of a humorous situation from you own childhood, or some kind of humorous memory from raising your children - maybe something I could use or at least to assist me in coming up with something. lol  Maybe...words or sentances that were funny, but I'm not looking for the standard jokes. 
   
   Thanks for any assistance,
   
   Rafini

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   sneakorocksolidposted 13 years ago

   Heres some of my sons best words:basgetti, moose-a-winkle, viearity pack and gacited. We thought it was cute but when he found out we let him say it wrong because we thought it was cute, he got mad! He demanded to know what else he was saying wrong! We laughed harder, I know we're bad, but we wanted him to stay little.

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      thooghunposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      We used to have (back when my parents made money) an inflatable bubble over an outdoor pool. I used to love jumping on the bubble and bouncing back onto the grass, it was like being thrown off a swing. One day I went too far and I tore the bottom of the bubble and I stared in horror as the bubble began to hiss, scream and shrink.
      
      I just sat on the grass watching the damn thing shrink. In retrospect, despite being yelled at, it was pretty funny.

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         Rafiniposted 13 years agoin reply to this

         enjoyment with humor, I like it 

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      Rafiniposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      I hadn't thought of mis-spoken words - Thanks!!

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   Mikel G Robertsposted 13 years ago

   I need a little more info Rafini,
   
   What types or ages are you writing about...Puberty funnies?
   Toddler funnies?

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      Rafiniposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      school-age from k-12

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         Mikel G Robertsposted 13 years agoin reply to this

         I remember as a kid thinking the Crisco 'Iceing' looked sooo good. Everytime Mom was baking cakes or pies she would use this great looking sweet stuff. I kept trying to get a finger in it to get a non'diluted taste of it. It just had to be great tasting, it was white and creamy looking, it is what made the cookies and the cakes taste so good.
         Mom was not very nice though, she would stop me everytime I tried to get some. Not being a pushover type I decided to wait till she wasn't cooking one day and while the coast was clear I'd show her. One sunday afternoon I got my chance, I snook into the Kitchen while she was doing something else and got the Crisco 'Iceing' out, I grabbed a spoon, and dipped it in. I hid the evidence and slipped into a corner of the kitchen to enjoy my newly stolen loot.
         Mom was in the basement doing laundry, she came up just in time to watch my face do the OMG gym-nasty-icks!!!
         
         Needless to say, Mom was right, Crisco is great IN the cake, but icing it isn't.
         Sometimes being 'right' is a lot of fun, just ask my Mom...
         
         

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            Rafiniposted 13 years agoin reply to this

              OMG 
            
            that is very funny!  Thanks!

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            Justine76posted 13 years agoin reply to this

            unsweetend baker's chocolate is also not fun

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               Rafiniposted 13 years agoin reply to this

               
               I can see it  lol

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               Mikel G Robertsposted 13 years agoin reply to this

               LOL

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   habeeposted 13 years ago

   Read my hub about my wild child, Shannon.

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      Rafiniposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      I enjoyed your story!  You must be a very proud mama 

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   SandyMcCollumposted 13 years ago

   One time the kids went on a hunting trip with dad in Alaska. They brought home a large mallard and a deer. In dressing them, the legs were cut off and (I wouldn't have let this happen, but I wasn't there) the kids picked up the duck and deer legs and made tracks in the mud all around the cabin, and had a great time doing it. At night, Dad threw all the legs into the lake so the kids wouldn't find them again.
   
   A month later, Jess (5) was out playing with her friends when they all came in. "Mom, can we have some duck feet to play with?" Geez, I'm fresh out of dead animals, honey. "You NEVER let us play with dead animals!!" And she stormed out the door.....
   
   I guess you have to grow up in Alaska to appreciate this kind of humor....

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      Rafiniposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      :
      
      i like it! 

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   Mikel G Robertsposted 13 years ago

   You're Very Welcome.

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   Pani Midnyte Odinposted 13 years ago

   Hm... Don't know if my story would qualify as funny to other people, but my family still laughs about it.
   
   When I was about 7 or 8, my dad decided to teach me how to play "Bloody Knuckles." Of course, he kept making me flinch so I was losing and it was making me a bit mad.
   
   So, I devised a plan. I said, "Dad, let's play 'Bloody Noses.'"
   
   He looked at me, laughing pretty hard and said, "Well okay, but I'm gonna punch you in the arm to see if you can handle it. Then you can decide if you wanna play 'Bloody Noses' or not."
   
   I agreed and I braced myself while he punched me in the arm. I shrugged it off and thought, "Well, that wasn't so bad."
   
   Now, before I continue, just wanted to let you know that my dad had taught me how to punch while throwing ALL my body weight into it a few hours before this.
   
   My dad looked at me, not even bracing himself because he didn't think I'd do it. Looking back at it now, I'm not sure where I got the courage to do it, but I punched him as hard as I possibly could square in the nose. My dad's hand went to his nose. Sure enough, it was bloody. I stared at him for a good five seconds and then I took off running as fast as I could for my bedroom, where I hid in the closet, thinking I was about to get the biggest whooping ever.
   
   Next thing I knew, my dad was opening the closet door. He had cotton balls shoved in both nostrils and tears were streaming from his eyes. He was LAUGHING. He looked down at me and said, "Damn it, you little shit, I didn't think you'd have the balls to do it." Then he laughed, told me I wasn't in trouble. He had told me to do it, anyway. Then he threw in, "Nice punch, by the way. It's time for dinner, kiddo."
   
   That night, at dinner, I remember my mother laughing pretty hard, my dad looking at me like he was proud of me, and me feeling pretty darn proud of myself too.
   
   My family still tells that story at nearly every holiday with jokes like, "Well, you better not piss her off, D. Remember what she did to you when she was only 8. Imagine what she'd do to you now!"
   
   Anyway, like I said, maybe not funny to you, but hilarious for me and my family.

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      Mikel G Robertsposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      I think it is funny...lol {laughing 'with' you not 'at' you...just want to make sure I don't make you mad...lol}

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      Rafiniposted 13 years agoin reply to this

       
      
      Excellent story!

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      Pani Midnyte Odinposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      Forgot to add this. My dad never wanted to play "Bloody Knuckles" with me again
      
      Glad you enjoyed.

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   cupid51posted 13 years ago

   It is a story of my own childhood. I was in secondary school and our annual exam was suddenly postponed. One of my friends proposed that we could go to nearby city and enjoy a film. It was the time when there was no television! We were from remote village and had never seen a film. So we accepted the proposal and reached the cinema hall. The film had already started. The hall was dark. Some body guided us to our seats and we sat on the chair. It was a new experience for me and I was really enjoying the film. But there was one problem! I was feeling very much uncomfortable seating on a rod like thing! I have seen open theater in our village and we used to seat there on the mattresses, which were more comfortable than it! I whispered to one of my friends regarding my uncomfortable situation. He found that I was seating on the folding chair in the folded condition! I was embarrassed at that time but afterwards I used to laugh a lot on that situation.
   I don’t know whether you would like it or not, because the time and situation of my age might not be the same you are writing about. But due to nostalgic cause I could not resist myself sharing this!

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      Rafiniposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      Thank you for sharing - I might be able to come up with a folding chair incident...

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   Mikel G Robertsposted 13 years ago

   Ann Nonymous wrote a hub about one of her childhood experiences...
   
   http://hubpages.com/hub/DoesThisLookLikeACurlingIron
   
   I thought this was funny too.

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      Rafiniposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      this is a funny story!  and easy to see why it happened   

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