Sadly, I can’t laugh at all. There’s nothing funny about my experiences…
I did some things that are simply stupid, like putting the remote control into our fridge, washing my hands with gloves still on, or pouring the milk into a glass of water instead of my bowl with cereals, wearing my shirt inside out and the tag to the front for half a day without noticing, but that’s only one side of it.
On the more serious side, I tend to do things I later regret. I shout at people, insult them, throw stuff around, tear things (some of them important!) or act overly whiny. I think, I should be grateful that these things don’t happen too often.
What happens more frequently is that I get really depressed.
In many cases, nothing interesting or unusual happens. But if so, it’s not exactly funny most of the times.
Maybe there are a lot more funny things happening than I actually recall but it’s not easy to remember them if they’re overshadowed by negative experiences.