Humor

Grab the Lantern and Run. Content Warning.
“What do you want to do with it? We can’t just leave this here.” “What do you mean, what do we want to do with it? We’re calling the police!”
By Rae Fairchild (MRB)10 days ago in Fiction
The Day is Coming
“Good morning Alexa. How’s the traffic out today?” “Good morning. Roads are looking good. But it’s not the other drivers that are the problem. It’s you. You’re always in a big hurry and drive like the devil is after you. No wonder you have had so many speeding tickets and fender benders.”
By Rae Fairchild (MRB)11 days ago in Fiction
Grandma Lily Is a Mystery
In the state archive of citizens' records: "Hi, I'd like to find out something about my grandmother." "Hi, sure, let's see. What's her name?"
By Lana V Lynx11 days ago in Fiction
I Was Speaking
“I didn’t say that!” “Yes, you did! You literally just did!” “What do you think I said?” “Really? Do you think I’m actually going to let you backtrack somehow from the outrageous comment you made?”
By Star Love Grey11 days ago in Fiction
The Degen Group Chat
"Yo! Linkedin Wrapped awarded me the Glaze king for glazing up the Supreme Leader." "MF I've been knowing you glaze. I use to get notifications of your glazing all the time."
By Jay Kobayashi11 days ago in Fiction
He Said, She Said
“So, Freddy, your idea of building a nest is pulling bits of thread from this dock line?” “Well, yes, it’s soft, strong and pretty too. I thought you’d be proud!”
By Mary Haynes11 days ago in Fiction
Banjo and Woody
"Banjo, when will we get out of here?" "I don't know, Woody, it all depends on Mommy." "What do you mean Banjo?" " She is doing her housework right now."
By Gregory Payton11 days ago in Fiction
Text if You Need Something
May 2, 2025, 7:32 PM <<Hey Annie! How’s it going? //Hey Martin. //Uuumm… all right? Do I need to ask how it’s going with you? ‘Cause you don’t usually start text messages like that.
By Ophelia Keane Braeden11 days ago in Fiction
A Heart Worth Saving
Dawn had always suspected her heart was dangerous. Not metaphorically, though she’d had her share of heartbreak, but literally. Every man she had ever loved had died. Not dramatically, not heroically, not even interestingly. They died like losers, which, if she was honest, they had been.
By Sara Wilson12 days ago in Fiction
You Never Listen!
"Look, it's really simple and I can't keep explaining it to you, I won't be here forever, you know!" "I know, but its-" "Just a light. I know what you're going to say, but it's about the bigger picture Mark. You can't have everyone do everything for you your whole life."
By S. A. Crawford13 days ago in Fiction
Waiting Room
“Is this seat taken?” “No, go ahead.” “Thanks. It’s colder in here than I expected.” “They keep it that way.” “You come here often?”
By Sound and Spirit13 days ago in Fiction
1960’s Out Side Loo
How often do we take for granted the comfort of the things we have in 2020? I remember my childhood and visiting my aunty and uncles with my Mam. I also have memories of living with my granddad in an old two-bedroom terraced house, the worst memory being the outside toilet (the loo to the younger readers). In some places we would visit, Mum would tell me beforehand, “Don't ask to go to the toilet; it's bloody filthy in there. You will catch something.”
By Marie381Uk 13 days ago in Fiction