Category: Laugh

Dear Filmmakers, We Need to Talk About Logic”

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Creepy sound outside… and what do you do? Open the door and yell, “Who’s there?!” Bravo! Why not also send them your Google location? Just go hide and call the police, you genius.

Living in a mega-mansion with no fire alarm, no security system… and shocker, you’re being haunted or hunted. Wow. Plot twist: the ghost pays rent now.
You moved your entire family to a remote jungle—no police station, no hospital nearby—and still say, “It’s so peaceful here.” Yeah, until 3 a.m. when you hear footsteps.

Long movies where no one eats, drinks, or even pees. Not even a snack break! Please, show one scene where the villain says, “Wait bro, bathroom first.”

Why do movie people always find perfect parking instantly? Meanwhile, we circle malls for 25 minutes and still end up two blocks away.

Hero takes ten punches, bleeds, smiles. My husband’s elbow grazed a door, and we almost called an ambulance.

Movie streets: perfect lighting, all bulbs working. My street lamp? Died in 2019 and never resurrected.

They cover someone’s face with a towel and poof! Person faints. Wow, chemistry by Bollywood.

Villain nearby, but no one checks ID, background, or common sense. Love that confidence.

Every outfit freshly ironed—even mid-zombie apocalypse. Mine gets wrinkled just thinking about laundry.

Bunch of hungry stray cats!

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In the early light, as morning breaks,
Three shadows emerge, with gentle grace.
Hungry stray cats, their eyes beseech,
Seeking solace, yearning for a feast.
At my doorsteps, they patiently wait,
Their presence known, their hunger innate.
With mews so soft, they express their plea,
Three souls in need, hoping for mercy.
I step outside, their hopeful eyes gleam,
As if they know, it’s time to redeem
Their hunger’s grip, their emptiness quelled,
With nourishment found, their spirits upheld.
I pour the food, a simple act of care,
And watch them gather, a grateful stare.
Their tails flicker, their purrs fill the air,
A symphony of thanks, a bond we share.
With every bite, their gratitude grows,
As if they whisper, “You heal our woes.”
In their humble eyes, I see their trust,
A connection formed, both kind and just.
For my heart finds joy in their content,
Their presence a reminder, heaven-sent.
In this moment, our worlds align,
A bond of compassion, truly divine.
Three hungry strays, now friends so dear,
Their loyalty everlasting, crystal clear.
Morning after morning, they return to me,
A testament to love’s ability.
For in their presence, I find delight,
In their gratitude, a radiant light.
And as we part ways, a bond remains,
Three hungry strays, forever ingrained.