4 Words Funny Quotes Novels & Stories

“Hey there, I’m Marcel. Do you always look this uncomfortable at parties, or is it just tonight?” I couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m Sarah. And yeah, I guess clubs aren’t really my thing.” “Well, Sarah, you look like you could use a good time. How about a joke to lighten the mood?” I raised an eyebrow. “Alright, hit me.” Marcel leaned in a bit. “Why don’t scientists trust atoms?” I shrugged, smiling. “Why?” “Because they make up everything.” I laughed, genuinely amused. “That’s actually pretty good.”

While the kids are busy watching videos from my old phone. They would sometimes look at me and then Ziv, or they would ask what is fuck? Damn it? And shit! The boys would stop and look at me, waiting for my answer. I lied telling that fuck means hello, damn it means forgive me and shit means thank you. The boys laughed with my answers that's why the other costumers end up looking at our table.

That got my attention and I looked up at him. I saw my reflection in his chocolate-brown eyes. I blinked at him and he blinked. "What was I about to say?" He mumbled his eyes looking around and I let out a huff of laughter. I immediately pursed my lips to hide my laughter and he frowned. "Laugh." With one word, I threw my head back and laughed hard. Does a motivational speaker forget his quotes? The heck? I had been laughing for some minutes before he paused. "It's okay. You can stop laughing now." He said and I shook my head still laughing like a crazy maniac.

Not knowing what to say in response to his words. His mouth quirked. “What for?” He looked confused at my words but continued the cleaning, ignoring me. “Charming’s one word for it. I’d go with ‘festering swamp of bad manners and worse morals,’ but hey—po-tay-to, po-tah-to.” The unexpected phrasing from him made me laugh. It was a small, startled sound that slipped out before I could stop it. I had never pictures someone as serious as him making a phrase like that.

There, take that you hottie, hot guy! His grin leaves me breathless but then he opens his mouth, and nonsense spills out like word vomit. “Yeah, I have a plethora of words in my arsenal… there’s fuck, fucker, fucked, dickhead, shit, bullshit, ass, asshat…” He continues to list more cuss words. Each curse word becomes more ridiculous than the last. I gaped at him wide-eyed and suddenly busted out laughing. “You’re just a dork, you know that?” I can’t help but smile at him. This scary dude does have a sense of humor.

he says. "Magical words? Love, heal and grow, are they?" I ask. He laughs. "Surely not! Something like. I cannot stay without you. I don't hate you or I cannot live without you. Something like this," he says. "But they are four words," I say counting the words of each sentence. They sure are four words. " Yes they are. I want the similar words to them," he says. Similar words? Is he playing word puzzle with me early morning?

As if a bucket of water was poured down, the ladies' expressions turned sour. "Wait a minute," the guy excused while getting his phone. "I have a dictionary application here," he said then browsed at his phone screen. "These are the synonyms of the word dumb. It says: fool, stupid, idiot and gullible." He stopped for a moment. Next, he looked alternately at Almond and the other girls. "What should I do?" He heaved a sigh. "I don't think these words are enough to describe the other girls. What about? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm... Ahh! What about..." Before he uttered his last words, the smile on his face disappeared, "BRAINLESS?" He uttered in cold tone while poring at Freesia and the other women.

About fifteen minutes into the drive, I asked, “Why so slow?” “Oh, I’m sorry. Do you feel the need, the need for… going faster?” I laughed so loudly I almost snorted and had to put both of my hands over my nose since even a baby like me recognizes the famous movie quote he almost said. “You’re a funny guy in an unassuming way.” He turned a slight shade of pink. “Yeah, well, in our line of work you have to find some way to be a little bit of a comedian, or you’ll end up in the loony bin.”

Samuel could always crack the lamest jokes in the most monotone voice. The chat was laughing. [LOLOL. Professor Grant, you know your metaphors! I like crazy boyfriends!] [So, those four idiots were harassing Layla, and she should let a mad dog loose to deal with them? LMAO. The chaos! I love it!]

Even though I know the words that'll light my screen will be silly and almost always a joke, designed to make me laugh. His message enters this time without the ding, but it makes my screen light up to announce its presence. "I can only imagine the bore." It starts, followed by a silly faced emoji right next to the words and the one I always use when I want to express frustration, next to it. "You should have hidden here with me and rode with us instead, I'd have carried you and maybe let you get a feel of this hot body of mine." The rest of it read. It finished with a winking emoji this time and one that's laughed until tears fell from the corners of its eyes.