Make Me Laugh!
@jesusredeemedme2425 my neighbours diary says I have boundary issues😥 it's not true though is it???
@jesusredeemedme2425
I'm writing my own dictionary..
Poople - like people, but poop
Poower - powerful poop
Poopdle -fluffy poop what looks like a poodle
Poopiter - smelly planet
Kickapoo- accidentally kicking poop
What do you think so far???
I have some powerful poop sometimes XD
@jesusredeemedme2425 😂😂😂😂
Have I won yet?!?!
You will never know ;)
@jesusredeemedme2425 😮😮😮😮😮😮😮😮 whyyyyyy! Whyy would you do that to me!????😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩 just gimme the trophy
@Tinywhisper11 i swear she laughed she just ain’t admitting it xD i see you kiara 👀👀👀
@LoveMyMoonflowers yaaay
@Tinywhisper11
Nooooo, no you dont hehe
TMI much? LOL
@GreenLime3141 😂😂😂😂😂
Nahhhh lol
@Tinywhisper11
*Giggles as my inner child falls around in fits*
Do not forget the following;
Poop-Deck - Part of the ship that turns it into a 'floater'
Poonicorn - An equine beasty with a horn of purest mineral Faecalicite
Poop-Corn - A snack served either salted or sweetened and served with a nose plug.
Cappooccino - A frothy, caffeinated beverage with excessive brown sprinkles.
Apoocalypse - An event of extreme and devastating proportions that splatters over a wide area.
@BastionKnight 😂😂😂😂😂 adding them to my dictionary😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
@Tinywhisper11 this has NO right being so funny 😭😭😭 it's too good lola. 😭😭😭 *hands you awards* 🥇 here u get an emmy and an oscar and a nobel prize and a newbery medal and idk every special award that ever existed lol 😁
my favourites have to be poopiter and kickapoo 💀😂
@LoveMyMoonflowers 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 yaayy thankyou lovely 💖💖💖 in your face everyone else, I win
@Tinywhisper11 you're welcome 😁 YAS you win! xD
@LoveMyMoonflowers are you ok lovely?? I've missed you 💗
@Tinywhisper11 missed you too lola bean ❤️❤️ yeah i've been ok i guess. :') are you okie friend? ❤️🥺
@LoveMyMoonflowers I'm doing great💖💖 you know I'm always here for you 💗💗gives you a giant tiny hug 💗 I love you 💗
@Tinywhisper11 you sure beanie? 🥺 ❤️❤️ *big hugs* i love you too, i missed you lots :( ❤️❤️
@jesusredeemedme2425 I was told it's best to take your clothes of when you weigh yourself, to get the best results so.. Why am I now banned from the pharmacy????
@jesusredeemedme2425 if I could choose any mythological creature to come alive, I would probably pick my boyfriend.. How about you??
I think my future husband got stuck up a tree somewhere. XD
@jesusredeemedme2425 yep! Poor b@@ger😂😂😂
@jesusredeemedme2425
🎶 I wish I were a glow worm,
A glow worm can't be glum,
Cause how can you be grumpy
When the sun shines out your bum 🎶
Did you like it??
@Tinywhisper11 
@azurePond 😂😂😂😂😂
@jesusredeemedme2425 what's black and white and has a dirty name?????? Sister Mary f*** face😂😂😂😂😂😂
@jesusredeemedme2425 The castle’s crypt door groaned open like a retiree with bad knees...*creeeeeeaaaak * revealing a coffin crusted with centuries old tomato sauce? Oh it is blood. Its lid trembled..... then burst open as a pale, skeletal hand clawed out. Count To-Ten Dracula. Crimson eyes blazed like hellfire, his fangs glistening ominously. He rose with a dramatic swirl of his tattered cape, hissing....
“Mortal… you dare disturb my eternal slumber? Prepare to be drained, cursed, and—”
He suddenly paused, mid menace, nostrils flaring. His face twisted in horror.
“Is that… oat milk latte on your breath?”
The Count gagged.
“Ugh....I cannot work with this.”
Sighing... he flopped onto a velvet fainting couch that had absolutely not been there a second ago, rubbing his temples. With a dramatic flourish, he pulled a clipboard from the shadows.
“Look, just sign this waiver confirming you volunteered as my snack. The vegan vampire coven is breathing down my neck—figuratively and literally—about ethical sourcing and I do not have time for another audit.”
The human squinted at the clipboard, then raised an eyebrow.
"If I refuse.... do I get a bad Yelp review from the undead community?"
What did I just read??? Lol
@jesusredeemedme2425 did you laugh? *things will only get weirder from here *
No lol. Need a weird story about Narnia now please ;)
@jesusredeemedme2425 But you have to laugh after reading it okay?....it will take time to write though...wait..
Depends on how funny it is ;)
@jesusredeemedme2425
Ariel loved books. She loved reading them, writing them, and—on particularly bold days—rewriting them in her head. So when she tripped over her own feet and face planted straight into a wardrobe, she was thrilled to realize she’d landed in Narnia.
Until she saw the sign.
Cease and Desist: By Order of the Royal Court, Unauthorized Fanfiction is Forbidden.
Ariel blinked "Excuse me?"
A very stressed looking dwarf in an official vest adjusted his glasses. "Are you Ariel, age twenty-something, known to frequently post alternative interpretations of certain well documented events?"
She frowned "That’s…oddly specific...."
"You wrote a piece where the White Witch retired to open a cat café, Mr Tumnus became an indie folk musician and Aslan started a self help podcast ' the dwarf continued, pulling out a scroll. "Does that sound familiar?"
Ariel paled. "I mean.... hypothetically—"
"You also suggested the Beavers should have a cooking YouTube channel" a talking raven added.
Ariel shrugged "Listen, I stand by that one. They’d get a huge following."
The dwarf groaned. "By Narnian law such acts of fictional slander are HIGHLY ILLEGAL. You are hereby sentenced to exile in the Forbidden Lands—"
A booming voice cut in. "Wait."
Ariel turned to see Aslan himself, golden and majestic, stepping forward. Beside him, Edmund was casually sipping a milkshake.
"Oh. Hi."
Aslan studied her for a long moment. Then to everyone’s shock.... he sighed.
"…She’s not wrong" Aslan admitted. "I would start a podcast."
The dwarf gawked. "My lord.... you can’t be serious—"
"And I would watch the Beavers cook" Edmund muttered scrolling on his phone. "I mean.... if they do a collab with Gordon Ramsay—"
"EXACTLY!" Ariel pointed. "Imagine--- ‘Cooking in the Wild: Beaver's Version.’"
At that moment, Mr. Tumnus peeked out from behind a tree. "Wait. hold on. Did someone say I’m an indie folk musician?"
Ariel turned. "Yeah, in my fanfic, you perform barefoot at music festivals and you absolutely own a banjo."
Mr. Tumnus clutched his heart. "I’ve never felt more seen."
Aslan chuckled. "Very well. The charges are dropped. But…" He turned his majestic gaze on Ariel. "If I were to start a podcast, I would require a manager."
Ariel grinned. "I can totally handle branding."
The dwarf dropped his scroll in defeat. "I hate everything about this."
And that’s how Ariel avoided execution—by accidentally becoming Aslan’s social media manager.
As they walked away, Ariel hesitated... "Okay but serious question—whos in charge of Narnia’s WiFi? Because if I’m running a podcast, I need stable internet. Also... do we have a Canva Pro account?"
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@jesusredeemedme2425 Thank you..what an honour!🥺😍
You ARE brilliant, after all ;)
@jesusredeemedme2425 Awww.... thank you! * blushes * Im supposed to be making you laugh.... but here you are making me blush instead! 😳😭
@azurePond 😂😂😂😂 👏👏👏 genius😂😂😂
