Funniest Church moments of the past 20 years.

[Color Me Badd Fan]

This could either be a more churchwide event or something that happened at the local level- anything related to the church.

My personal favorite (in hindsight) was when Cody Judy got taken down and guys were punching and kicking him while 20,000 people were singing "We Thank Thee of God For A Prophet."

The Quorum of the Twelve Apostates caption is on my top 20 list.

[Donuthole]

President Faust having a coughing attack during one of his 2000 GC talks. That was the longest coughing attack in Church History, and it happened while he was at the podium. It ceased to be funny, however, when it seemed like he might keel over right there.

I was watching with Spanish overdub from a building in Guatemala, and when the translator stopped, we all got to listen in to the coughing fit. Alas, coughs need no translation.

[YOhio]

I always got a kick out of the exaggerated laughs during Priesthood Meeting whenever President Hinckley would crack a joke.

[TripletDaddy]

I always got a kick out of the exaggerated laughs during Priesthood Meeting whenever President Hinckley would crack a joke.

lol! totally!

[Soccermom]

I loved it when my kid brother gave a talk in sacrament meeting and used the word slut. You would have thought the world had ended the way some people reacted. My mom was mortified and the bishop sat there in a very pensive state. I didn't really see the big deal. He used the word in a correct context and it illustrated a point he was making.

[Color Me Badd Fan]

President Faust having a coughing attack during one of his 2000 GC talks. That was the longest coughing attack in Church History, and it happened while he was at the podium. It ceased to be funny, however, when it seemed like he might keel over right there.

I was watching from a building in Guatemala with Spanish overdub, and when the translator stopped and we all got to listen in to the coughing fit. Coughs need no translation.

A strong second on my personal list was seeing a kid in my ward wear his tux from prom to church. He had a black tux with a black shirt and a bright pink tie (not a bow tie). It was a true Gingiss special. I asked him what he ordered from Vesuvio's the night before and he didn't get it. I then asked him how Regis was doing and he still didn't get it.

[Color Me Badd Fan]

I always got a kick out of the exaggerated laughs during Priesthood Meeting whenever President Hinckley would crack a joke.

I loved how Elder Oaks's lifeguard joke got absolutely zero laughs except from him. That's not exactly a hard crowd to please.

[RC Vikings]

When I was a deacon one of the other deacons farted on one of those wooden benches that was loud enough for every one to hear. It was pretty funny until I went back to the family after we were done.

[Surfah]

I have a couple:

1. It was a special Youth Conference Sacrament meeting. A bunch of the young men had those little plastic guns that shoot the plastic discs:



Anyway, Dave Sanders sitting in the back pew is letting one fly with great accuracy at Chuck Willardson's head. Chuck finally has enough and in the middle of the meeting jumps up and turns around to return fire. Dave then jumps out of his seat and they have a shootout emptying their clips before being escorted out by a none-too-pleased looking Stake leader.

2. My buddy had a really difficult time reading. Reading aloud for him or any type of public speaking would make him very anxious. When he was ordained a Priest you can imagine his anxiety when he knelt down to bless the sacrament for the first time. He struggled mightily. He messed up probably about 4-5 times before finally getting the prayer wrong again and dropping an F-bomb under his breath that was clearly audible through the microphone.

3. A deacon in my quorum growing up came down off the stand after administering the sacrament to the bishopric and missed a step falling flat on his face sending water, cups, and tray everywhere. We never let him live that one down.

4. We had a lady once give this talk on Father's Day about great fathers. It turned into reenactments of various scenes from the scriptures. The ward clerk who sat up on the stand opposite the sacrament table had a young son. This sister invited the young boy up to the stand and instructed the ward clerk to lay him on the table as if he were Abraham and his son was Isaac. She of course was the angel. It didn't end there. She then went on to talk about Alma being a great father always praying for his son the Younger. So she had the bishop be ATY and his counselors the Sons of Mosiah and they were to try and persuade members to leave the congregation. And to my dismay they participated leading members out of the pews and into the foyer. This was by far the wackiest and craziest sacrament meeting I have ever been to. It's a lot funnier today than it was then.

[byu71]

When I was a deacon one of the other deacons farted on one of those wooden benches that was loud enough for every one to hear. It was pretty funny until I went back to the family after we were done.

Everyone should have that experience. My second oldest son claimed it slipped, but no way could a slip have lasted that long. I was dieing and thought it would never end. We were on the back row and one of my friends claimed he heard it on the stand. I really don't think it was that loud.

[Tim]

My votes.

I'm 17 years old. Ridgecrest 4th Ward, Ridgecrest, California. Fast and Testimony meeting one month. Tom Miller's dad has just died. He gets up and gives a Weep-u-mony. The whole congregation, myself included, weeps with him. While he's walking back down to his seat, he breathes out and a 2-inch-wide snot bubble bursts out of his nose. This thing was a perfect globe! Like the kind of bubble you see on the front of a pack of Bubble Yum. A perfect sphere. Apparently my best friend Ian and I were the only two people that saw it, because we both burst out into laughter. My mom smacked me on the arm and told me to shut up.

[Edit: It now appears that I have two best friends, wuapinmon and this "Ian." I tell you that I'm not a best friend whore, though. Ian was my best friend in high school. wuapinmon is my best friend in adulthood.]

Story 2: A year before the Tom Miller Snot Bubble incident, little Robert Applegate, age 3, got up one Sunday to bear his testimony. His mom and dad, Earl and Earlene Applegate, had recently split up, mostly because Earl was a serious jerk to Earlene. So Robert gets up there... we all say to ourselves, "oh, isn't this cute?! Little Robert Applegate bearing his testimony all on his own, without any help! Adorable!" He grabs the microphone and breathes heavily two or three times, then practically yells, "MY DAD HITS ME!" The whole congregation snaps to attention, including his mom. She gets up to walk up there quickly. Before she gets there, though, sweet little Robert follows up his first gem with a second line: "I WANT OUT OF THIS F***ING CHURCH!" The bishop JUMPED up and grabbed him, handing him back to his mom. Poor lady grabs him and marches right out of the church building.

[Tim]

President Faust having a coughing attack during one of his 2000 GC talks. That was the longest coughing attack in Church History, and it happened while he was at the podium. It ceased to be funny, however, when it seemed like he might keel over right there.

I was watching with Spanish overdub from a building in Guatemala, and when the translator stopped, we all got to listen in to the coughing fit. Alas, coughs need no translation.

Dude, I remember that, along with the clear thought that maybe a general authority would die ON CAMERA!!! That was freaky.

[Color Me Badd Fan]

I'm 17 years old. Ridgecrest 4th Ward, Ridgecrest, California. Fast and Testimony meeting one month. Tom Miller's dad has just died. He gets up and gives a Weep-u-mony. The whole congregation, myself included, weeps with him. While he's walking back down to his seat, he breathes out and a 2-inch-wide snot bubble bursts out of his nose. This thing was a perfect globe! Like the kind of bubble you see on the front of a pack of Bubble Yum. A perfect sphere. Apparently my best friend Ian and I were the only two people that saw it, because we both burst out into laughter. My mom smacked me on the arm and told me to shut up.

Story 2: A year before the Tom Miller Snot Bubble incident, little Robert Applegate, age 3, got up one Sunday to bear his testimony. His mom and dad, Earl and Earlene Applegate, had recently split up, mostly because Earl was a serious jerk to Earlene. So Robert gets up there... we all say to ourselves, "oh, isn't this cute?! Little Robert Applegate bearing his testimony all on his own, without any help! Adorable!" He grabs the microphone and breathes heavily two or three times, then practically yells, "MY DAD HITS ME!" The whole congregation snaps to attention, including his mom. She gets up to walk up there quickly. Before she gets there, though, sweet little Robert follows up his first gem with a second line: "I WANT OUT OF THIS F***ING CHURCH!" The bishop JUMPED up and grabbed him, handing him back to his mom. Poor lady grabs him and marches right out of the church building.

This is a great post. I think Story 2 eclipses Story 1, but I can appreciate a nice snot bubble. That Robert Applegate sounds like a little butthole.

The only time I can recall when I entered into the uncontrollable laughter phase at church was in one of my singles wards at BYU. Two guys and two girls get up to sing and one guy was just impossibly bad. I and the three other guys I was sitting with were literally rolling in the aisle it was so bad.

[falafel]

Story 2: A year before the Tom Miller Snot Bubble incident, little Robert Applegate, age 3, got up one Sunday to bear his testimony. His mom and dad, Earl and Earlene Applegate, had recently split up, mostly because Earl was a serious jerk to Earlene. So Robert gets up there... we all say to ourselves, "oh, isn't this cute?! Little Robert Applegate bearing his testimony all on his own, without any help! Adorable!" He grabs the microphone and breathes heavily two or three times, then practically yells, "MY DAD HITS ME!" The whole congregation snaps to attention, including his mom. She gets up to walk up there quickly. Before she gets there, though, sweet little Robert follows up his first gem with a second line: "I WANT OUT OF THIS F***ING CHURCH!" The bishop JUMPED up and grabbed him, handing him back to his mom. Poor lady grabs him and marches right out of the church building.

Dude, that was the funniest story I've ever heard. It would have been the funniest story even if Robert didn't drop the second bomb.

[Indy Coug]

There's no way you can top 3 year olds laying down F-bombs in sacrament meeting. The rest of you can stop posting, because Tim has won.