i work in a library that uses the library of congress subject classification system, which combines letters and numbers. whenever i shelve a book with a call number that starts with “BJ” i get a teeny case of the giggles.

i also once started laughing far too hard, all alone in the stacks because i came across a book…

“LSD” is a weird way to spell “PCP”

I don’t buy it.

I will sit next to you,as my inner 12-year old insisted I snap this pic while in Dallas recently:

I post a pic to Facebook every time I see a scaffolding company truck. Because they always have a sign on the back that says “Erections Guaranteed.”

And we each rise Sparticus style and proclaim, “I AM MATT MCGORRY”!

I’m 38, married for 13 years, 3 kids, good job. This made me howl:

I bet I know where that truck was headed...

Wait, do they carry my favorite broth?

Question though - does it SELL them, or only ALLOW them to SHOP THERE!

I was in Vietnam in January for a couple weeks. Their currency is the dong. The Beavis & Butthead inside of me giggled ALL the time.

There’s a local furniture store called Badcock Furniture and I have a picture of the back of a truck that says 1-800-BADCOCK but I can’t find it rn :/

I’m thirty fucking 7.... and I’m still laughing at your picture.

Welp I would have cackled all the way to the scene of my accident.

My roommate made me take this pic in the grocery store.

I found this at CVS & giggled profusely about it all day. Also, a “Fuchs Lubricant” truck.

This is the ONLY kind of thing I would take pictures of. Humans are boring and generally not as funny...

I like to blame my juvenile humor on the fact that I hang out with teens all day.

So he’s basically dead because is afraid of dogs and an asshole that didn’t keep his dog on a leash.

LMAO!!