#hum

No one could honestly say that a musical makes sense. ↗

— Siegfried Kracauer

#humorous #humor

I've fallen in love with baseball. ↗

— Nick Jonas

#humor #sports #humor

Here was a flower (the daisy reflected) strangely like itself and yet utterly unlike itself too. Such a paradox has often been the basis for the most impassioned love. ↗

— Thomas M. Disch

#flowers #humor #love #humor

I didn’t ask for your help,” I muttered, too exhausted to properly argue. “So fuck you.” An alarm bell went off in my head and I bit back a sigh. I swore I sensed the mischievous grin that inevitably crossed his lips. “I already did you.” It was going to be a long drive. ↗

— Natasha McNeely

#humor #succubus #humor

Yelling a battle cry—more to motivate himself than frighten his foes—Lukel grabbed the table leg and swung it at a soldier. The wood bounced off the man's helmet, but the blow was powerful enough to daze him, so Lukel followed it with a solid blow to the face. The soldier dropped and Lukel grabbed his weapon. Now he had a sword. He only wished he knew how to use it. ↗

— Brandon Sanderson

#humor

How did you . . . pass the time?’ Sunday asked. ‘You couldn’t just ching out of it, could you?’ ‘We had a different form of chinging,’ Eunice said. ‘An earlier type of virtual-reality technology, much more robust and completely unaffected by time lag. You may have heard of it. We called it “reading”. ↗

— Alastair Reynolds

#humour #reading #humor

How . . . how are you doing, Jace?” Dr. Pete manages. “Holding on. Just barely. Charlie?” Charlie’s tone is almost conversational. “Kind of getting the urge to kill both of you.Think I’m gonna head back.” “Sure, okay, no problem.” “Yeah, yeah, good idea. You do that.” Charlie turns and trudges away. It’s just Dr. Pete and me now. ↗

— D.D. Barant

#humor

Finally, Jace suspects it's a bad sign that he is referring to himself in the third person. ↗

— Swati Avasthi

#humor

Handcuffs barely wrap around the girth of my penis. I should run for Congress. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#humor #politics #humor

Then she probably would have waved back," Max said. "And it might be a he." "Ha! Not likely," Lucia said. "Didn't you notice them?" "Them what?" Max asked. "Her... you know. She has breasts, Max! What do you think that is on her chest?" "I think it's a pair of crossed arms," Max said. ↗

— Ellen Potter

#humor