Tickle Me Thursday is a community-driven initiative that @ablaze has been hosting for the last couple of weeks, and I thought it was a great idea. His last three posts have been posted to a different community each, so by the seems of it he has been looking for a home for this new project, and the comedy open mic might just be the place for it.
Essentially the idea is that we share stories, or little moments from our lives that we find funny, and hopefully, someone else out there finds it funny too.
I was ready to delete Night Café because it kept messing this prompt up. All I wanted was a Gorilla holding a gun, but it kept giving me random pictures of Humans with guns. All of the images were cursed in general. Then I realised it was doing its job as best it could since I was writing "Guerillas holding guns." I'm sorry Night Café.
The Story
So, I have a group of mates I hang out with regularly. Some are from Monaghan, some are from Scotland, and some are from England. We've all been friends for years, and our friendship was formed and has grown on Xbox Live, specifically in Xbox party chats, where there have been some of the most insightful conversations and some of the most stupid ones.
All in all it's good fun, and over the years we've all met and hung out IRL, and some of those meet-ups have been amazing.
Anyway, for the context of this story. When I get on chat with the others, something in my brain flicks and I turn into a weirdo. I lie, do and say stupid shit, and I have no idea why. As far as I know, nothing is wrong with me mentally, but the others seem to have diagnosed me with all sorts because of my carry-on.
I have a tendency to lie, make up stupid things, or just act annoying. It's all for my own enjoyment because there's one guy in the party with a very dry sense of humour and he has some of the best reactions to my bullshit that I've ever heard.
He got sick of my tall tales, and now he takes no time at all to call me out for nonsense, or "Noise pollution" as he calls it.
We all got talking one night about all sorts as we usually do, and one of the lads brought up Turkey, and we got chatting about the place. I was there when I was a kid and was talking about it.
"Yeah, Turkey is a really cool country and all the people were nice. But, we were told that we should be back by a certain time because there were guerillas in the mountains who were taking people as hostages. We didn't believe the people in the hotel until we heard gunshots at night."
The dry guy groaned. "Fuck off with your bollox."
"What? What's wrong with you?"
"You expect us to believe that Gorillas were running around with guns taking people. You're worse than Jay from the inbetweeners, ya degenerate."
"I don't mean actual Gorillas, I mean guerrilla fighters."
The party erupted into laughs, and to be honest I couldn't help but join in. Usually, when he calls me out for clear lies I throw my hands up and admit defeat, but this time he was just too overconfident.
