This website formerly used as a humor site, featuring crazy and funny videos, pictures, audio and more humor content. I’ve decided to rebuild this website again because I too love humor. There are some humorous posts that I’ve already published and you can find them below. But first, where did I get my sense of humor?
My Funny Grandma
I believe that my sense of humor originated from my late grandmother. She was one of the funniest people to be around with. She was always cheerful and never failed to crack a joke or two no matter how lame, old-fashioned or naughty the joke was. I always feel privileged to have grown by her side. Instead of considering her as my nanny, I usually considered her as my second mom.
Growing up as a kid, she would usually watch animated films with me, she loved taking me out for nature walks and at night which was always a great workout, she always felt the pleasure of reading a bedtime story for me. We were inseparable and even when I was a teen she would insist to read bedtime stories even though I felt that I was too old for that.
And when I claim that she never cared if it is the appropriate time for her to crack a joke, I mean so. Before she passed away in 2008, I would constantly visit her at the hospital where she had been hospitalized. She was suffering from breast cancer which she battled for about four months before she succumbed to the disease.
Last Attempt at Humor
During her last day, she would tell me that death was calling her and that nothing would be stopping her. Although she was quite weak, I could see her smile as she said this, and this would make me pity her. She would make me sob and I always felt guilt leaving her at the hospital even though I was supposed to be at school the following day. It always took some effort for my parents and her to convince me to go home.
During the last day that I saw her alive, she told me that she had a surprise for me. I waited to hear about it. The first thing that she asked me was if I had a girlfriend. I hadn’t seen that coming. She was smiling all along as I shyly mumbled in negation. It was quite awkward for me knowing that I was already 16 and never having one.
She smiled before continuing to crack more jokes about it, asking me when I was planning to ever have one. I didn’t know what to say or where I should start explaining. I could see her weak eyes and sensed that there was something that she wanted to tell me.
Eventually, when she realized that I wasn’t going to respond, she interrupted my thought by telling me that she wanted me to find a girl soon. ‘Why?’ I couldn’t help asking. Although we may have previously joked about this, I didn’t expect her to talk about it in such sad moments. She chuckled and then told me that she had left a fortune under my name, and I needed to find a woman to help me spend her fortune.
I didn’t know if either I was supposed to laugh, or look at her awkwardly. Was she trying to make fun? I asked myself. Our conversation that day never ended because it was interrupted by a nurse who came to check in on my grandma and then my parents joined later. I left them there and it was in the evening that broke the sad news to me. Indeed, I still find it hard to believe that even during the last minute of her life, she still was mirthful.