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What is the funniest thing that has happened to you?

Gosh, there are so many things which have happened to me that I laugh about now. I walk into many walls, trip on nothing, and overall wonder at times why I bother moving. Most days I am great and fine, but I have my moments.

The first one that comes to mind is perhaps when I tripped on my own feet in a Blockbuster. I was wearing these shoes that had a really thick sole to them. I was walking tall and proud all by myself. I was feeling pretty good about myself that day, in fact.

I went to return a movie and check a new one out. You'd think that a fairly easy thing to accomplish, but not for me. Oh no, no, no. One must always trip on her own feet. Though I didn't. Not entirely.

I walked into the Blockbuster store and didn't pay attention to where I was walking. I didn't notice that the rug was turned up enough at the corner to stick my boot in. I was paying attention to the area in front of me, not under me.

My foot caught and I stumbled a few steps.

Lady grace, I am ... er ... not so much.

The cashier glanced over at me and was quick to apologize, but I waved him off. I mean come on, I know they are to take blame, but I took it completely. They were my feet, attached to my body.

I worked so hard not to crack up the entire time in the store after that. I did smirk to myself quite a bit, however. Most entertaining was when I went to check out and we both acted like NOTHING had happened. I did smile to myself at that while I stood there, though. I later thought, why didn't you just say it?

"That was pretty funny though, right?"



What's the funniest thing which has happened to you?

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