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A Call For Humor!

So...ahem. I am feeling a little exposed here.
Not to be defensive or nothin', but let me just offer a little context:
Raffinose. That there's a trigger word when one's a carbohydrate biochemist.
:eek:
Now, I realize that a priori there's nothing obviously amusing about raffinose & stachyose. Notice that they are structurally related to sucrose (fructose and glucose linked together by their reducing termini), raffinose carrying one extra glucose residue, and stachyose, two. Nothin' funny at all about that -- except that humans lack enzymes capable of degrading these two compounds. But our gut bacteria chow down on them. Result? Flatulence.
Flatuence.
Is.
Funny.

You don't have to take my word for that. Flatulence has been funny since... well... since there were jokes.
So, we are seriously on topic, here. :cool:

Now, the oligo thing. @Multicore connected oligosaccharides and oligarchy.
That was is a teachable moment!
See, how easy these things are? Although I'll allow that any joke is incrementally less funny when it has to be explained.
:p

Further: I want all y'all to note that I barely dipped my toe in the whole chicken leg discussion.
;)


... and, in closing:
PETA Rule#1. Fight like a man; fly-swatters are cruelty and for wimps.
This is a humor thread. You have reminded me of a favorite joke.

A contest was held in feudal Japan to identify the greatest Samurai swordsman.
Three contestants vied for the title.
The first contestant was summoned, a small box was produced, and the box was opened, releasing a house fly.
With the lightning flash of the warrior's blade, the fly dropped to the ground, cleft into two pieces.
"Very good." said the judge. "Next contestant."
The second contestant entered. Another box was brought in, and another fly released. With two barely perceptible slashes, the second samurai swung his sword, and the fly dropped, quartered.
"Impressive. Next contestant."
The third samurai entered. Box opened. A lightning slash of the sword.
"You have failed." said the judge severely. "The fly still flies".
The samurai smiled. "Yes. But he can no longer reproduce."
 
So...ahem. I am feeling a little exposed here.
Not to be defensive or nothin', but let me just offer a little context:
Raffinose. That there's a trigger word when one's a carbohydrate biochemist.
:eek:
Now, I realize that a priori there's nothing obviously amusing about raffinose & stachyose. Notice that they are structurally related to sucrose (fructose and glucose linked together by their reducing termini), raffinose carrying one extra glucose residue, and stachyose, two. Nothin' funny at all about that -- except that humans lack enzymes capable of degrading these two compounds. But our gut bacteria chow down on them. Result? Flatulence.
Flatuence.
Is.
Funny.

You don't have to take my word for that. Flatulence has been funny since... well... since there were jokes.
So, we are seriously on topic, here. :cool:

Now, the oligo thing. @Multicore connected oligosaccharides and oligarchy.
That was is a teachable moment!
See, how easy these things are? Although I'll allow that any joke is incrementally less funny when it has to be explained.
:p

Further: I want all y'all to note that I barely dipped my toe in the whole chicken leg discussion.
;)


... and, in closing:

This is a humor thread. You have reminded me of a favorite joke.

A contest was held in feudal Japan to identify the greatest Samurai swordsman.
Three contestants vied for the title.
The first contestant was summoned, a small box was produced, and the box was opened, releasing a house fly.
With the lightning flash of the warrior's blade, the fly dropped to the ground, cleft into two pieces.
"Very good." said the judge. "Next contestant."
The second contestant entered. Another box was brought in, and another fly released. With two barely perceptible slashes, the second samurai swung his sword, and the fly dropped, quartered.
"Impressive. Next contestant."
The third samurai entered. Box opened. A lightning slash of the sword.
"You have failed." said the judge severely. "The fly still flies".
The samurai smiled. "Yes. But he can no longer reproduce."
Infact flatulence is so funny, the most persistent running gag in the synthesizer community is that you need a complicated modular system for 5000 moneys for making proper fart sounds - or the other way around, that people with too much spare money buy expensive legendary synths and only end up making farts. It's funny coz it's kinda true! The classic analog voice structure including sawtooth oscillators and resonant filters and modulation is uniquely suited to create hilarious farts.

 
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Stuff like bodily functions mostly aren't funny on their own. They need to break with conduite / normal social behaviour to be real crackers.

OR spin it off from another joke like Xanalog did (I am not familiar with that field and didn't get it, thanks for the explanation, fun on it's own, and even more funny that I didn't get it). But it is always fun to see how far something weers off to become something entirely different (how chicken legs became a joke about flatulence and potato canons). Creative brains at work.

As far as bodily functions and social code goes, here's something I didn't find amusing at all. A guy I grew up with was without any grip on social code whatsoever. None.

So, after school, plenty of kids in the house, he went to the bathroom with a comic book, a plate with sandwiches, did a number 2 whilst masturbating, eating and reading. Door open. Nobody does that. Probably the most vulgar thing I ever saw.

....then again, think of a comedy/sitcom character like the ones from Curb your enthusiasm, the British The Office orginal, or Seinfeld for that matter, and imagine any such character with no grasp of social code doing anything even close. Then it becomes humor, as it would explore the boundaries of the genre.
 
Stuff like bodily functions mostly aren't funny on their own. They need to break with conduite / normal social behaviour to be real crackers.

OR spin it off from another joke like Xanalog did (I am not familiar with that field and didn't get it, thanks for the explanation, fun on it's own, and even more funny that I didn't get it). But it is always fun to see how far something weers off to become something entirely different (how chicken legs became a joke about flatulence and potato canons). Creative brains at work.

As far as bodily functions and social code goes, here's something I didn't find amusing at all. A guy I grew up with was without any grip on social code whatsoever. None.

So, after school, plenty of kids in the house, he went to the bathroom with a comic book, a plate with sandwiches, did a number 2 whilst masturbating, eating and reading. Door open. Nobody does that. Probably the most vulgar thing I ever saw.

....then again, think of a comedy/sitcom character like the ones from Curb your enthusiasm, the British The Office orginal, or Seinfeld for that matter, and imagine any such character with no grasp of social code doing anything even close. Then it becomes humor, as it would explore the boundaries of the genre.
I would say humour is easily one of the best coping mechanisms we have. I can't count the times when I decided to laugh about recent real national and international happenings, instead of being worried ever more and, if you think about it, having no choice other than getting doomy and depressed.

Because of the absurdity. I'm a big appreciator of absurdity just like, as I suspect, a lot of people on here. A good joke needs a surprise, a breaking of norms, social or otherwise. A plot twist. Farts do that perfectly because just as you said, it breaks social norms of "proper behaviour". Plus, the sound is hilarious. Haha!

The funniest part about synthetic farts as in the epic examples above, is the automatic imagination that's inevitable. Omg it sounds super wet, I bet if it was real it'd be a shart. And so on.

My friends, all of this may seem infantile, but humour knows no bounds and age restrictions. Doge advice: want to stay young inside? Never stop laughing about farts. Never let your inner child die. They day you do, you'll be dead inside. ;)
 
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I would say humour is easily one of the best coping mechanisms we have. I can't count the times when I decided to laugh about recent real national and international happenings, instead of being worried ever more and, if you think about it, having no choice other than getting doomy and depressed.

Because of the absurdity. I'm a big appreciator of absurdity just like, as I suspect, a lot of people on here. A good joke needs a surprise, a breaking of norms, social or otherwise. A plot twist. Farts do that perfectly because just as you said, it breaks social norms of "proper behaviour". Plus, the sound is hilarious. Haha!

The funniest part about synthetic farts as in the epic examples above, is the automatic imagination that's inevitable. Omg it sounds super wet, I bet if it was real it'd be a shart. And so on.

My friends, all of this may seem infantile, but humour knows no bounds and age restrictions. Doge advice: want to stay young inside? Never stop laughing about farts. Never let your inner child die. They day you do, you'll be dead inside. ;)
Yeah, dark gallow humour has a lot of value for sure. Contrary to the traditional funeral norms, the last 3-4 years several persons I've known made it clear that they wanted their funeral to be colourful and a party. Have fun, celebrate the life that was, rather than greave for something no longer here. Tell funny stories.

Some humour is rather universal, whilst much is dependent upon (sub)cultural context and isn't that easily translated. Across borders, ethnisities or along the social ladder. Another set breaks with e.g. the historical/cultural selfperspective or provides a caricature which appears to be a spitting image of a/own culture.

Don't know if you have seen "Norsemen" on Netflix? Hilarious as long as you keep the typical view on Vikings in mind when watching it.
 
Yeah, dark gallow humour has a lot of value for sure. Contrary to the traditional funeral norms, the last 3-4 years several persons I've known made it clear that they wanted their funeral to be colourful and a party. Have fun, celebrate the life that was, rather than greave for something no longer here. Tell funny stories.

Some humour is rather universal, whilst much is dependent upon (sub)cultural context and isn't that easily translated. Across borders, ethnisities or along the social ladder. Another set breaks with e.g. the historical/cultural selfperspective or provides a caricature which appears to be a spitting image of a/own culture.

Don't know if you have seen "Norsemen" on Netflix? Hilarious as long as you keep the typical view on Vikings in mind when watching it.
The Norsemen series is, by the gods of the world of the heavens and the underworlds (and I really mean all of them, to emphasise the swear lol), the funniest and most hilarious parody of all the "viking" tropes made to date. The constant play on stereotypes of various archetypical characters, combined with making fun of postmodern sensitivities, is big fun. Love it :D
 
Infact flatulence is so funny, the most persistent running gag in the synthesizer community is that you need a complicated modular system for 5000 moneys for making proper fart sounds - or the other way around, that people with too much spare money buy expensive legendary synths and only end up making farts. It's funny coz it's kinda true! The classic analog voice structure including sawtooth oscillators and resonant filters and modulation is uniquely suited to create hilarious farts.

Fuchs ache, @Ropeburn , I'm suffocating with the giggles.
 
Does that mean our cherished Hardy is a rather sweet guy? He's a professional specialised on various sugars... :D
One of my colleagues at a major biopharma* company referred to my laboratory as the Sugarees.

...
yet some people call boxing the sweet science. :facepalm:

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* A protein biochemist who was also something of a Deadhead.
 
One of my colleagues at a major biopharma* company referred to my laboratory as the Sugarees.

...
yet some people call boxing the sweet science. :facepalm:

____________
* A protein biochemist who was also something of a Deadhead.
"Protein biochemist" sounds an awful lot like "fart expert" ... but I guess that silly joke is nothing new in your field. Must be daily business and kinda old and tiresome. :p
 
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