Yesterday, my mom was looking through old photos and such, organizing them for when we move. One of said photos has me as a lion for halloween. Guess what play we're doing for Drama Camp.

My bro and his friends had a standoff with a bunch of Eastern European dudes. One his friends hurt one of them, an albino, badly. Meanwhile the others watched and laughed, as my brother recorded it with his cellphone. They left triumphantly and that was about it. A few weeks later my brother returned home with a few broken bones and deep cuts. Guess what? The albino had been tracking down every single one of them, and he was the last one.

That albino is a great example of how LaserGuidedKarma works.

This troper's family received a piece of junk mail one day addressed to a "Strange Maybe." Yes, that was the name on the letter. We laughed at it, loved it, and wanted to put it up for all to see, but it got lost--all we had was a funny anecdote left. No more letters addressed to this unusual Mr./Mrs. Maybe showed up. Then, one day, about six months down the line, a telemarketer calls. "Hello," he asks, "is Mr. or Mrs. Maybe home?" Cue badly-stifled laughter and then, after a choked "I'm sorry, they're not--home!," bursting up with laughter.

While driving to a choir event, This troper and her brother explained the trope AndThatsTerrible to her mother and father in the late afternoon/early evening, because her brother and she had used it in a joke and neither of them had understood it. In the late evening, when we were returning from said event, we were chatting about {{Disney}} buying {{Marvel}}. Everyone agreed it would change Marvel, my dad said that Marvel would change anyway, and I said that it might bring a new age. Then I added, dismayed at the triteness, "Oh...and it would be the Disney age...<{{beat}}> AndThatsTerrible."

Update [the first]: Two days later. I tried out a murphy bed. My brother feigned lifting it back up into the wall, and I responded that if he did so I would scream and roll towards Mom (away from him), so as to avoid a wooden chair at roughly shin level. (Mom stepped back.) He said that he might also block me, and that would be terrible. We stared at eachother. "AndThatsTerrible."

Let the record hold that this troper is a total slob who eats breakfast and snacks while in bed, with her laptop on her lap no less. This morning she was eating a breakfast bar and some watermelon when a chocolate chip fell off her bar and dissappeared underneath her line of sight. She searched furiously for it but eventually gave up, finished her breakfast without it and went to school. Nine hours later this troper returned home and decided to finish her lunch at the computer-bed as well, and when she sat down her box of fried rice next to her she noticed a tiny dark-brown mass next to her. It took her a second to realize what it was before promptly and gratefully eating it. I regret nothing.

It's common in Latin America to make jokes about how gallegos (people from Galicia, Spain) are stupid and do all sorts of inane, ditzy things. Most of them could be translated into English as blonde jokes with no loss of significance. But one of the best that This Troper ever heard was a little different from the usual, since it wasn't about gallegos. It's best told when someone else has been cracking a bunch of gallego jokes, and it goes something like this: #QUOTE# Gallegos aren't the only silly people around, you know? A lot of people like making jokes about polacos (Poles) too, and about how they're a country full of idiots. Well, a while back, the king of the polacos decided that he was sick of everyone making jokes about them like that. He was a smart man, and he believed that his people were as intelligent as anyone else, so he decided to do something about it, and he came up with a plan. #QUOTE# He called all his counselors and ordered them to go around and find the greatest architects, craftsmen and laborers in the country, to design and build the most magnificent bridge in the world. It had to be a true work of art, a monument that would make the rest of the people, anyone who looked upon it, marvel and end up having to admit that the polacos weren't a country full of idiots. Well, they agreed that this would be a good plan, and they went out to do it. #QUOTE# Several months later, the bridge was finished, and they made their report to the king. They described various features, and he was quite impressed. Then someone pulled out some photos. The king took a look and was overcome with anger. "WHAT'S THIS? WHERE DID YOU BUILD THIS BRIDGE?!?" he yelled at them. #QUOTE# "In the Sahara Desert, Sire." #QUOTE# "You IMBECILES!" the king raged. "There's no water there! You built a bridge where there's no water! Now everyone's going to see this and laugh and make fun of us and say we're a country full of idiots! Go and destroy that bridge, and build a new one somewhere where there's a lot of water!" #QUOTE# So the counselors hung their heads in shame and filed out of the throne room. But the next day they were back, looking a bit nervous. "I'm sorry, Your Majesty," one of them said. "We couldn't do it." #QUOTE# "What do you mean? I want that bridge destroyed, and recreated over a river somewhere!" #QUOTE# "Yes, but we couldn't do it." #QUOTE# "And why not?!?" #QUOTE# "Because when we got to the site of the bridge, we found a ton of gallegos there, fishing."

Me and my friend are doing this in the school yearbook, for our senior quotes, since they're likely going to be on different pages. #QUOTE#Her Quote: "I built a house, but I had one brick left. So I threw it into the sky." #QUOTE#My Quote: "When life gives you lemons, --OW! ...Where'd this brick come from?"

This troper once accidentally kicked a friend down a set of stairs. Later that year, he was introducing me to a friend of his, and said "Hey, tell her about that time you kicked me down the stairs,"

My mother and mother's-side-grandma have pretty poor memory when it comes to movies and TV shows. Often, they'll go see a movie one day and forget the title three days later. Anyway, a long time ago while grandma was in town they watched Lawrence of Arabia and were wondering who that actor was that they recognized. They couldn't think of it, and eventually grandma had to go back home. '''Four freaking months later''' we get an envelope from grandma in the mail -- it's empty, except for written on the inside flap "Omar Sharif".

Recently, my chemistry teacher has taken to wearing a rather silly-looking wool snow hat. A class member made a remark--something to the effect of it being like the hat one of the kids in Charlie Brown. I was racking my mind, because for the life of me I couldn't remember who wore that hat. I ran through all the ''{{Peanuts}}'' characters and I couldn't think of one. I spent the next week racking my brain, trying to figure out who it was. And one day it hits me, and I turn to my classmate and say "Linus." She turns to me and says "What?", and I say "Linus, during the winter, would wear that hat." My best friend starts laughing like mad, because he knows me well and had been expecting this to happen. Everyone else looks at me like I'm an idiot, and so I'm forced to explain the joke. Another classmate goes, "Oh, like GilligansIsland," which turned into a BrickJoke and later the CatchPhrase for this classmate.

About ten years ago, a young woman told This Troper a joke whose "punch line" involved a blue brick being thrown into the sky and not coming down (The sky is blue.) Said troper thought it was the worst joke ever and made a huge deal out of it. About an hour later, the same young woman told another joke about an airplane that had crashed -- and a blue brick was found lodged in the engine. About two months ago, This Troper and That Young Woman were married.

Here's one from a DND game. I had an enemy in a small, one-shot game, who claimed that "Tiamat helps his own." He's quickly killed. However, about a real life year later, and about 5-10 levels later, I had the character reappear, replacing a Death Knight. Said character's response? "I told you Tiamat helps her own!"

In a subversion, the characters did NOT remember this guy.

This troper once had a friend who did this. We often joked that she was spacey, had poor reaction time - basically a certified Cloudcookoolander. She came to school and exclaimed, "Guys! I figured out exactly how long it takes me to process simple facts! 7 1/2 minutes." We laughed and continued talking, and after about ten minutes it descended into one of our mock-arguments. (Mind you, we were standing outside the school building.) #QUOTE#Her: You wanna take this outside?? #QUOTE#Me: Where are we NOW? #QUOTE#Her: ...Give me seven and a half minutes.

This troper was helping set up for an event while two of her friends were talking about a road trip they were planning. One mentioned a place from The Shining. Cue discussion #QUOTE#Me: The what? #QUOTE#Friend1: Have you seen the Shining? #QUOTE#Me: No. #QUOTE#Friend2: Have you read the Shining? #QUOTE#Me: ...It's a book? #QUOTE#(Fifteen minutes later during a discussion about cheese) #QUOTE#Oh yeah! It's that Steven King one!

(Same Troper) (Our spanish teacher is one who takes Daily Points away when the students do stupid stuff like come to class late because they were watching a ball game) During our Spanish class we had to write some sentences on the board. One student had a sentence that basically translated to: 'My friends told me to invade Poland.' Cue laughter. Near the end of class said student was horsing around. #QUOTE#Senor: Boy! Don't do that, you've already lost all of your points for today. #QUOTE#Boy: When did I lose points? #QUOTE#Girl: Senor, aren't you from Poland?

This troper used to love hurling rocks and bricks into the air and trying to avoid them as they came down.

You ''did'' avoid them, right?

My high school friend was walking down the street with a group of other people, when one of them threw a small rock at a white Toyota. The driver was of course pissed and chased after them, but they got away, walked a couple of blocks to visit another friend for a while, and more or less forgot about the whole thing. When they decided to continue their wandering, it turned out the car was still in the neighborhood, and they got chased ''again''. It subsequently became an in-joke that we needed to always be on the lookout for white Toyotas, just in case they're driven by the same guy and he's still out for vengeance.

Not sure whether it should go here or AdOfWin, but a WikiWalk at TheOtherWiki took me through the pages for Restorationist Christianity, the Latter-Day Saint Movement, and the Community of Christ. After leaving the computer alone for a few minutes while I got my younger child out of her crib and got dinner ready for everyone, I found myself looking at an ad for mormon.org on top of the ChekhovsPun page.

Everyone who was born in the nineties remembers watching Pokemon when they were kids. After about three or four seasons, it started getting old for this troper and he started distancing himself from it. Fast forward to mid-2010, in the Era of GaiaOnline, where he stumbles upon this thread. Just read the original post until the end.

While talking about pollen under microscopes, this troper's friend was telling her about a tv show he watched as a kid where a guy got "shrunk down" by CGI to investigate really small stuff. He couldn't remember the guy's name, though. Some time later, as this troper was on her way home, she got a text from her friend, who had just remembered that the tv show guy was David Bellamy.

I remember a story I wrote as an assignment for social studies class in fifth grade. It involved me getting transported to various ancient civilizations we were studying, starting with China; during the process, my pajamas changed to "Chinese clothes". The story went on to describe my fictional journeys to India, Europe, Peru, Africa, etc., at different points in history, with various random things thrown in, like an ice cream truck at Machu Picchu (did I mention I was in fifth grade?). Each chapter included a fairly decent color-pencil drawing and some "fun facts" in little text boxes. The story ended with me eventually returning home to my own time. The only problem? I was still wearing Chinese clothes.

When I was ten or so, I remember sending a SBemail to Strong Bad basically suggesting that he get a bright orange laptop. You can imagine how weirded out I was to see the KOT's computer a few years later. It's probably a coincidence, but still...

I once decided to break out in a dramatic reading of the "cake recipe" entry from {{Portal}}, (can be read in Quotes/BreadEggsMilkSquick) stopping only to acknowlege the presence of a pair of my high-school pals. A couple hours later, I spoke with one of them (we share classes) concerning a really big project for French. I closed the discussion on what we'd need with "And rhubarb. Lots and lots of rhubarb."

Another one: While I was still in high school, I commented to my mother that people tended to break into this one guy's car, get stoned and leave. Mom pointed out that they might be going in pairs and staying awhile. Several years later, freshman college is almost over. A conversation about a JackChick tract I found on the railway somehow spirals into this: #QUOTE#''Me:'' You can pick up a lot of weird things at the [Name of railway]. #QUOTE#''Mom:'' Like the clap? #QUOTE#''Me:'' No, that's [said one guy]'s car!

This Troper at point in his life was on nyquil and made a comment on how Ham Demons had taken over South America. A few months later he went on vacation without telling anyone and came back with the explanation that he was in a war to take back South America.

Last year, I took my high school Creative Writing class for the first time. On the first day, the teacher of the class mentioned that he had been fighting with one of the other English teachers to keep the class for the last several years. At the end of the year, the CW teacher retired. This year, I took the class again due to needing an extra class and that one being available to be retaken. What's the first thing the new CW teacher says when the first class starts? "I've been waiting for this class a /long/ time." This Troper nearly choked on all the giggles she had to keep down.

I made one from the song "Baby" by Justin Bieber. My friend Tommy hates him, while I think it's his most tolerable song and somewhat catchy. But it's a great ear worm song, and I knew it from pulling this joke before. I began singing it down the hall as we were walking to our 1:00 PM class. He tells me to stop, so I do after one chorus. Skip to 5:30, when I get a text message from him saying "Darn you." I respond, "What?" He says back, "You got me to sing 'Baby'." Cue me LOL-ing outside of the internet.

My favorite example of what a "small town" sort of city I grew up in kind of qualifies: I'm out on my bike one day and I get hit by a car slowly pulling out of a store parking lot (due to spacing out for a moment). I'm not hurt beyond a few scrapes, so after the driver stops to yell at me, I go back home and never tell anyone about it. A week or so later, my mom suddenly asks me about getting hit by a car. As it turned out, a friend of my sister's had been on the other side of the street and witnessed the whole thing, and he also works at the camera store she used to get her film developed at. As she checked out, he happened to mention offhand that the last time he saw me I was getting hit by a car.

This troper was in a much larger town when I managed to break my leg. I was soon surrounded by people I didn't know, whilst madly trying to get my bag, smashed ankle and skooter off the road. I do remember thinking "well, I'm glad no one saw that, that was entirely my own fault" feeling safe in the anonymity of many millions of people. Soon I was packed off in an ambulance by friendly passersby. More than three months later I'm finally out of the cast, and limping slowly around Uni, relearning how to walk. I met a friend who said that last time she saw me.... I was lying on the road next to my skooter, and it looked like I was in a bad way. She'd seen the whole thing from across the six lanes of traffic, but figured there were plenty of people to help me out.

During lunch, this troper's friend decided to smash a half empty orange carton. One drop somehow got in my eye so I said karma will find you. Two months later during lunch, the same friend(A) and another friend(B) started to argue, so B threw a piece of bread, which landed in A's eye. Then this troper felt it was required to say "Karma just found you..."

Lessee, there was one from the notebook comics I had. In one, the kids are playing with a boomerang and then say it's a ripoff because it doesn't return. Then a couple months later when the roof is getting fixed, one of the roofers says, "By the way we found this up here," and holds up said boomerang.

And in another one, it's a weeklong arc where everyone's sledding. In like the very beginning, the little brother Karl gets stuck under a tree. Then, everyone calls it, but then Dad says, "...say where'd Karl go?" and then cut to Karl saying, "Ceiling of needles." (based off of real events; one of the third graders got stuck under a needley spruce and stayed there for a couple hours)

In one the kids are replicating a romantic dinner with candles. One of them asks where they got the candles and then they respond with, "oh, I just got them from Mom's candle collection" and then says that she wouldn't notice because she replaced them. Then on Thanksgiving, Mom takes the candles out and says, "Say, why do we have Citronella candles in here?"

That's not so bad. Mozzies are a real problem come Christmas time. It would be useful to have citronella candles. We tend to have outdoor Christmas dinners, so everyone always competes to sit downsmoke of the barbecue.

Wait...you have Mosquitos at your ''Christmas Dinner''?! and oyu eat it ''outdoors''? Where do you live? The Southern Hemisphere or some place like Florida where it never snows? Maybe I should have clarified these are set in North America where outdoor Christmas Dinners are usually very stupid. (Where I live; it was a good -4 degrees on Christmas - so if you had outdoor Christmas Dinners, I don't think you'd have to worry about ''Mosquitoes''!)

This Troper on Act Like a Time Traveler Day (which should be mentioned, none of his school friends were aware of) I run up to my friend, grasping his shoulder saying "You're alive! You're Alive! Wait, what year is this?" To which he promptly, but confused, answered "2010." I then run off saying "Then there may still be time". Next day, before school begin, I declared that I had invented a time machine in front of said friend.

This troper invented (well, tweeked) a joke to create a potential one: #QUOTE# Joke 1 (the original one): Three pink elephants, a fish and a priest walk into a bar. The landlord says, "Sorry, he's not here yet". #QUOTE# (At this point, tell some different pub jokes that work on the same theme, keeping a note of the things that enter the bar) #QUOTE# Joke 2 (the one I created): A drunk staggers into a bar and is surprised to find three pink elephants, a fish, (continue with the list created) and a priest. The landlord says, "They got bored waiting for you to turn up."

The other day, a glass my sister was washing randomly exploded. Glass went everywhere. She sweeped it up, but I had a feeling she missed a piece. Two days later (today), long after my short termed mind disposed of the thought, I felt a splinter prick me. I looked at my foot, and guess what I found lodged into it?

I pulled this on a friend on Steam once. (I changed it, though, so you could understand what was going on. Yes, it was 5 hours later.)

In November of 2010, me and my dad went to see EvilDead TheMusical, with me having only seen the first movie and Army of Darkness. We sat in the splatter zone, the fake blood smelled like cough syrup. Nearly six months later we finally sit down so I can watch EvilDead 2, and when the blood shoots out of the walls the first thing out of my mouth was: #QUOTE#'''Me:''' I bet it smells like cough syrup.

Around the srart of my first year at college I was asked if I was polish, since I didn't speak often and one of the students had heard about a quiet new polish girl. Cut to meeting my new group the next year which of course, included a quiet polish girl.

This happened to me in Minecraft. One time, as a joke, I made three graves in the back of my house. One for me, one for my friend, and one for my friend's sister, all of us being the regular players on the server I built the graves on. After showing them to my friend and his sister (and us having a pretty big laugh about it), we forgot about them but didn't take them down. Then, a while later, my friend died and started pretending that his avatar was actually his ghost, and wanted me to bury his ghost. So I led him to the graves in back. He erupted in laughter.

Another one happened later. When we were playing an adventure map (this one just being me and my friend), we decided that if we spent ten minutes or more on a puzzle and couldn't complete it, we would do it "The Yogscast Way" and blow the door up with TNT, so I held onto a stack of about ten TNT. We never used any of it. Then, in a ''completely different adventure map,'' about a week later, we came across a puzzle that we couldn't solve. So I blew the door up with TNT that I had given myself before he entered. When my friend asked what the heck I was doing, I simply said "Rules still apply from our last adventure map." He broke down laughing.

Once, in science class, a girl who hates me and I got into this conversation: #QUOTE#'''Girl:''' You'll grow up and your only friends will be [Person 1], [Person 2], [Person 3] and 30 cats. #QUOTE#'''Me:''' Jerk.

Cut to one week later, we were at a Youth Group meeting. She said I only had one friend, and I responded with "No, a week ago, you said I have about 33."

A few days ago, This Troper's dad texted me: "Please call me. Urgent." I rushed over to the phone and called him within seconds. It turns out he was missing some files and thought they were stored on my current laptop (which used to be his). I chastised him for using the word "urgent" in his text because I was panicking, and I thought a family member had died or something. Three days later, he texts me again: "Please call me. Mildly urgent".....to tell me that my stepgrandfather had died. It's more of a BrickJoke than melodrama because my father was never of a fan of his stepfather.