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Stories in Humor that you'll love, handpicked by our team.
Relief at Last. Honorable Mention in Too Hot for This Challenge. Top Story - August 2026.
I hate being in public. In public I have to be covered up. I sweat, and cuss, and flap away wasps. I see people walking about in shorts or sundresses and I curse them, too. How are they smiling ? Where are the sweat stains and glistening faces - don't they have glands ? By rights I should be surrounded by acres of sunburnt skin and a constant sussuration of disgruntled muttering. If there was any good in the world, it would provide a pleasant, cooling breeze.
By L.C. Schäfer2 months ago in Humor
I Wore Black to a Gatsby Lawn Party. Top Story - August 2026.
The Great Gatsby lawn party took place on my birthday weekend during an August heatwave at a nearby period mansion by the seacoast. This is one of my favorite historical periods, and I had a dress ready to go.
By Kathy Tsoukalas2 months ago in Humor
Putin's Hellish Wifi Problem. Top Story - August 2026.
Putin died. He didn't even see the Pearly Gates, was sent straight down to hell. He thought he ended up in the hottest part of hell. It was a million times worse than an infrared sauna he used to warm up his old bones in his bunker. And there was no water. Oh, and the torture he was subjected to, to compound the heat!
By Lana V Lynx2 months ago in Humor
Hot and Bothered. Winner in Too Hot for This Challenge. Top Story - August 2026.
'Thank God I don’t have to commute anymore,' muttered Harry, gazing out of his apartment window at the scorched grass of the communal play area that served his block and two others. The brown grass sat in the middle of a swathe of grey concrete which seemed to shimmer in the heat. The sky was as clear as he could ever remember it in his sixty-seven years and the blazing sun was blinding. Harry could feel the heat through the open window, like a glassblower's furnace ready to melt the skin from his bones.
By Matthew Batham3 months ago in Humor
Clowns at the Center of the Earth. Honorable Mention in Too Hot for This Challenge. Top Story - August 2026.
The planet becomes largely uninhabitable, not by some dramatic event, but by a slow and steady stream of billionaire exploitation. Temperatures have soared to 115 degrees Fahrenheit (46 degrees Celsius). It’s a bit like Mad Max Thunderdome , but without the iconic sexy leather outfits.
By Leslie Writes3 months ago in Humor
The Fall of the House of Fahrenheit. Runner-Up in Too Hot for This Challenge. Top Story - August 2026.
Author's Note I wrote this story as a lighthearted tribute to Edgar Allan Poe, borrowing his dark, dramatic tone and nineteenth-century storytelling style for a tale that's far less haunted by ghosts than by a relentless summer heat wave. While the voice may feel akin to, the story itself is entirely original and meant as a bit of Gothic fun.
By Tim Carmichael3 months ago in Humor
Bra or No Bra? That is the question. Honorable Mention in Too Hot for This Challenge. Top Story - August 2026.
Bra or No Bra? That is The Question By the time you finally make it home, you've worked eight hours, sat through a meeting that could've been an email, survived rush hour traffic, remembered you were out of toilet paper halfway home, and somehow ended up volunteering for the school bake sale you never meant to. Yup just another Tuesday. There are three universal truths in life.
By Felicia Ledbetter3 months ago in Humor
Hot Soup for Brains. Winner in Too Hot for This Challenge. Top Story - August 2026.
I’d been dressing myself for how long now? Over three decades? And I still couldn’t get it right? The sun was most likely roasting everything in this corner of the planet, if you asked a scientist, but if you asked me, it was all funneling to my black shirt. My instinct was to wipe the sweat away from my forehead, but MORON… both your hands are occupied carrying this heavy box! I tried to pretend that I wasn’t sweating, and that the sweat that I wasn’t sweating wasn’t bothering me, and I continued down the sidewalk, sun sautéing my skin through my blackest of black shirts.
By Stephen Kramer Avitabile3 months ago in Humor
Too Hot Too Function . Honorable Mention in Too Hot for This Challenge. Top Story - August 2026.
“ DANGER! CROCODILES SWIM HERE!” It was humid. It was sweltering hot. For ten continuous days the weather was too unbearable to breathe. Fans blew thirty-five-degree warm air right back in our faces. The car AC refused to work, and everyone drove with their windows wound down, so that flies, moths and mosquitoes could harass us while we were trapped inside, dying within the walls of our tin can vehicles.
By Elizabeth Butler3 months ago in Humor
Too Hot For This. Top Story - August 2026.
In fourth grade, my mom took me shopping at Kids ‘R US for back-to-school clothes. There was a denim mini skirt set with a matching, long-sleeved jean jacket. Maybe it wasn’t mini, and it only felt mini because I had gotten my period the summer before, and my hips had filled out to a young woman’s size and not kids' size, but there wasn’t a store for that that also fit my very small younger sister, so here we were. This skirt had black bows and white pearls, and I distinctly remember thinking I was going to beg her to buy it for me to impress MATT.
By Cali Loria3 months ago in Humor
