To ask for you tell me when you laughed so hard you cried?

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Tell me when you laughed so hard you cried!

The more random the better. Following this old tweet: twitter.com/GraceSpelman/status/635983048622931968?s=19

The replies had me belly laughing.

One of my stories. My brother and I went to the pictures, no idea what the film was, but it was an MGM film.

I know this, because as the lights dimmed, the opening credits came up and the MGM lion roared. Without missing a beat, I whispered to my brother, "That lion's dead now."

He turned at me, looking confused then started silently shaking with laughter. Realising what I said, I whispered, "Oh god. I mean the big man with the gong!"

My brother - looking even more confused as to what I was on about - at this point, was nearly convulsing from trying to hold his laughter in, inside the quiet cinema. Then tears started rolling down his cheeks.

I was already in silent hysterics too, laughing at him and the fact that I couldn't laugh loudly as a film was playing. I was clutching my stomach, tears were streaming and I was breathless from trying to hold it in. I had to get up and run out of the auditorium. Got outside into the corridor, collapsed in a heap on the floor, cry-laughing, while people stared at me.

Took me ten minutes to compose myself, missed the start of the film, but I went back in. But every now and then one of us would start silently giggling again and would set the other off. Just both sat there shoulders shaking quietly.

Incidentally. When I said "That Lion's dead now!" what I meant was, the week before, the man who bangs the gong at the start of the Rank films had died in real life. Somehow in my head, I got muddled up when the lion came onto the screen. Hence my seemingly random comment.

Would love to hear yours.

BTW, just caught up on three pages. Loving the stories. Keep them coming. Cheered me up no end. Proper laughing. 😂♥️

Oh I saw it as a giraffe....the laughter is the best bit!

Getmeoff..,oh my goodness! i'd have choked to death on my sick!

@alltoomuchrightnow noooo. Don't die. Which posts got you? 😂

the unfortunate helicopter lady!

Last night when the rabbit decided to groom my ear and tickled me with his whiskers.

Op your first post had me laughing as it's the sort of thing I would find very funny if It happened to me.

I think perhaps they're laughing because their mum thought she'd seen giraffe on the news but it was a digger! But the clip doesn't give any context so it's not terribly helpful.

My niece, when playing one of those games where you have to describe a word without using the word itself, had the word "moth". She tried to act it out by fluttering around a light, then had a sudden inspiration and blurted out, "It's like a butterfly, only it's a mammal!"

In my family we have a thing where if you're at home and you hear someone else returning to the house, you "hide" very ineffectively, most commonly by putting a tea towel over your head. Then you have to try not to giggle while they go about their business pretending they haven't noticed you sitting on the sofa. The other day my husband and teen were under the tea towels and I took the opportunity to talk to myself, complaining of all their failings and confessing to various misdeeds such as having eaten the last of DH's snacks.

Which reminds me of another Mumsnet poster who described her family tradition in which she and her sister would lie on the floor with their eyes shut and tongues sticking out while their mum wailed in dismay that her children were both dead. Apparently they are still continuing the tradition now that the daughters are in their 30s.

Working in a large enclosed office, a temp came in from a different department in the building. She came to our bank of desks, asked my colleague a question then turned, opened the door and walked through. It would have been fine if it had been the exit and not the door to the walk in stationary cupboard.

She came out said, 'Oh, that's the stationary cupboard' and went to leave by the correct door. I was already shaking with laughter at this point but as soon as the door closed behind her, we all erupted in fits of laughter 😂

I enjoyed a prolonged discussion on Facebook with my teen and her friends in which I gave frequent updates on the engineering challenges involved in constructing an anatomically correct weeing doll out of bits of tubing and other rubbish from around the house, at the request of my younger child. I was very proud of myself. The tube went through the body and out between the legs in classic dolly fashion. I had just finished it when my younger one, having watched me work on it all day, inspected it and complained, "But he's a boy!" Fortunately, a mum of my talents is not daunted by gender reassignment surgery. Timmy now wees out the front, from a tiny tube encased in plasticine.

He was not so good at drinking, so his mouth had to be a little funnel. You pour the water into his mouth from a beaker, and just like a real baby boy, he promptly squirts you in the eye with considerable force. His huge mouth and enormous googly eyes give him a perpetually alarmed expression. I am very fond of Timmy.

I was even more pleased a few weeks later when DH was taking DD out in public for a few hours and she insisted on taking Timmy and showing strangers how he wees.

@KatherineJaneway lucky for her it was the stationary cupboard. If it had been the mobile cupboard, she might have found it behind the second door as well.

Another. I was sorting through old family photos and found one of my late uncle. But it's one of those accidental photos... my aunt had tried to take a picture of a quaint alleyway, lined with giant pumpkins (I haven't idea where this was, or why they were displayed like that). However, the fT end of the alleyway, my uncle is lurking, obviously not realising she was taking the photo.
Every time I see it, it cracks me up.

This picture always seems to do the job for me.

My eldest daughter makes me cry with laughter all the time. She is a past master at the malaprop and very gullible and 14 (and academically very able, just real life she sometimes has a problem with!)
We had a very long discussion last year about whether or not penguins lived in igloos. She was not convinced that they don’t.... after all Pingu does. I patiently explained that Pingu was not real and she was not five and that Eskimos live in igloos at which she said... “ now I know you are teasing, Eskimos are not real, they are mythical creatures like leprechauns.” I nearly crashed... apparently she had been told this in y6 and had no reason to think it wasn’t true.