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One time when I was younger, my brother was mowing the lawn and I was having a really great time chasing him. I was laughing a lot because of how annoying he thought I was. For whatever reason I thought it was so funny to see him try to flee me while on the lawn mower and it was also hilarious how mad he was getting, and I found the whole thing just too funny so I fell over laughing. Well my dog was also having a great time running around in circles in the yard bc i was and he was running really fast and ran over my face. His paw punched my eye and I had a black eye. Lol. |
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Dec. 9, 2018, 4:12 p.m. |
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M. C. Gainey |
All my life, people have asked me what I was so mad about. 'Why you so mad?' And I was never mad. I'm not mad, I just look mad. |
Dianna Agron |
What I fell in love with as a child was 'My Fair Lady,' 'Funny Face,' 'American in Paris,' and 'Singin' in the Rain.' Just perfect movies to me and I was dancing. I started ballet when I was three. And I fell in love with those movies and fell in love with Audrey Hepburn and Leslie Caron. |
Abu Abbas |
When America is chasing you, the whole world is chasing you. |
Britt Ekland |
I spend hours mowing the lawn in absolutely straight lines on my tractor. If it's not right, I do it again. |
Jeffrey R. Immelt |
When I was a young guy, when I first started with G.E., Jack Welch sent us all to Japan because in those days Japan was gonna crush us. And we learned a lot about Japan when we were there. But over the subsequent 30 years, the Japanese companies all fell behind. And the reason why they fell behind is because they didn't globalize. |
Paul Feig |
What I don't like is when I see stuff that I know has had a lot of improv done or is playing around where there's no purpose to the scene other than to just be funny. What you don't want is funny scene, funny scene, funny scene, and now here's the epiphany scene and then the movie's over. |
Christine Ebersole |
I thought my family was really funny. Everybody in my family was funny. My mom and dad both have great senses of humor and really saw the funny in stuff, so I think that's probably where it came from. I always try to see the funny in things. |
John the Apostle |
If a man say, 'I love God,' and hateth his brother, he is a liar: for he that loveth not his brother whom he hath seen, how can he love God whom he hath not seen? And this commandment have we from him, That he who loveth God love his brother also. |
Chris Farley |
I remember one time when all the nuns in my Catholic grade school got around in a semicircle, me and Mom in the middle, and they said, 'Mrs. Farley, the children at school are laughing at Christopher, not with him.' I thought, 'Who cares? As long as they're laughing.' |
Tim Daly |
Well, I have a farm in Vermont that's my main residence, where I do lots of digging and mowing, and ride tractors - just so you don't get the wrong idea that I'm too girlie! |
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I had a dream I was just running, like -- everywhere. Through peoples houses. One person thought I was a thief and called the cops but I was running through their garages and backyards and through this neighborhood. This one person's house was on fire and I just ran through it. I never stopped running. I was chasing cars. I kept speeding up and slowing down too. I couldn't keep a constant pace.
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I had a dream the other night that someone was chasing me through a school. They followed me everywhere but I kept sneaking away. Then more people started looking for me and they eventually found me in a locker room attached to a gym. I looked at their faces and they didn't look real. They looked more like dolls. Then I got really upset and I told them that I knew my brain was doing this to me. It was like I knew on some level that I was dreaming. Then the person who was looking for me showed up and he had a machine gun and was just mowing down kids, killing everybody. I was running away from him and he was talking to me and trying to convince me to stop running but I didn't. He was getting closer and closer chasing me through and outside and around the building before I woke up.
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I don't even know what my dreams were last night. I had two apartments in different parts of the city and one had a really cool layout but it had no windows except the one in the bathroom and it was like a tunnel cave and you had to walk through all the rooms to get to any other room. I also was dreaming that I was running around with these people that were not quite human and they lived in this forest and were running from some other human-like things that wanted to kill them. We ran through this forest and then through this field and found these giant frogs that make you hallucinate for some reason. I do not know why but then we were running around with frogs and it looked like we were running through a river but it was actually a field and I think the people chasing us started hallucinating and got lost.
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I had a series of dreams where I brutally murdered a lot of people. The last one had something to do with me hammering this stake into the ground. This 6'5" balding red-haired dude with glasses was not happy about that for some reason and was chasing me with this boomerang axe thing. He tried to throw it at me and I jumped out of the way. For some reason I had one too and I threw mine at him and it hit him right above the eyes. He fell over and was laying on the ground with his eyes open staring upward. I thought he was dead. I walked over and he wasn't, so I sliced his head open with the axe thing and then I woke up.
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done it but i didnt jump out a window i just thought i was a monkey in a zoo and everyone was laughing at me (which they were until they took their hits lol)
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Charlie, I'm thrilled that the related quotes feature is up and running, and congratulations, but what on earth are some of these quotes? I'm not into the Goethe quote about silver dishes and golden apples. It's a relic of a time when women were thought to be passive creatures with no will of their own. You should do some quotation curation.
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I had a dream last night where I spent innumerable dream hours frantically searching high and low for the keys to unlock the Saw-like bomb contraptions from the bodies of several frightened friends. For whatever reason I was not strapped with one, but I was locked in the same labyrinth and oppressed by the anxiety and guilt of being the one who was free to save them but probably couldn't on time. When I stopped running and was about to give in to the guilt, I noticed that each person had their own key hooked to the back of their own devices. I was so busy and worried about leading each to their separate deliverance that I never thought to stand back and follow them.
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haha its like my first time reading something funny on reddit
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I having a recurring dream motif that I'm sure is far from rare. It usually begins in some kind of trivial social or isolated situation where I sense some sort of danger and sure enough, some vague something begins to chase me. Whether it be a sinister sock puppet that can wiggle its way out of my grip and through any obstacle, to a band of aboriginal tribesmen bent on skewering me, to a sweeping hooded figure gliding along a constant pace behind my molasses gait. A vast majority of the time I run in fear for a while, and upon realizing that I can escape I wake up. Other times I realize that the thing I am running from is my own fear, and I stop running to face the creature, only to find that once I do, it no longer exists. What remains is an entirely new and often deeply insightful "choose your own story" kind of adventure that leads to a kind of epiphany or moral lesson. I usually forget it when I wake up, but recognize at the time that it is a profound truth locked within my own su...
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I woke up thinking this guy in my dream was just annoying, but reading it again I can see that it is pretty funny lol.
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