BIG laughs

The funner stuff. The dumber stuff. The stuff I stuff up.

The Gingerbread Scam

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“Where are the gingerbread men?” my friend asked. Having just arrived home from work, she was standing at the fridge looking for the fruits, or rather biscuits, of last night’s hard labour.

Overheard In A Fitting Room

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I doubt there’ll be a parent, and more specifically a mother, who can’t relate to this post. This conversation happened in the fitting rooms of a department store in Gympie this very morning.

I Learn About Wet Dreams

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Last night I was laughing at Master9’s response to the snippets of Sex Education Miss10 is bringing home from school. Tonight, I want to curl up in a fetal position and join him in a corner.

Why Kids Should Clean Up Their Own Crap

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“Dad! Dad! DAD!” came the collective screams from the kitchen. I shot off the bed and raced for the door. Several reasons for this outburst had automatically started channel surfing through my imagination – all of them involving, at best, an ambulance: none of them coming close to the real reason they were yelling.