Ano Ang Tawag Sa Jokes Novels & Stories

" Ian frowned at the question. Ian (8:15 pm) : What kind stupid question are you asking? Irritating Twat (8:16 pm) : Don't know the answer? Ian (8:16 pm): No. Irritating Twat (8:17 pm) : Because it is made out of cells! Haha! Ian gaped at the message for a long time before a small laugh escaped his mouth. The joke was really lame but it was funny.

She barely laughed at his jokes. “What’s funny?”

Heavy with shit we weren’t saying. I cleared my throat. “Alright. That’s enough depressing hospital talk. You know what would really make my day better?” He glanced at me, brows raised. “A really dumb joke.” Andrew blinked. Then tilted his head a little, lips twitching like he was fighting a smile. “A dumb joke?” I nodded, lips curving around the cigarette still hanging from my mouth. “Come on. Hit me.” He gave me a look—half skeptical, half amused. “Fine. What do you call a sad strawberry?”

I clearly didn’t understand it so there was no need for me to panic or whatsoever. I finally shrunk my shoulders and spread my arms in the open air “What’s funny, why are you laughing so hard?” I asked as I looked from my mate to Joan to the elder mother. “ what I need answers please. Why is everyone giggling? I didn’t say anything funny.Cassian what did you say to them? I want to fill in the joke. What’s the joke about talking to me?

"I'm sorry I'm late, CeCe." The moment those words—sounding especially respectful and familiar—left Terrence's lips, the whole private room fell silent. Everyone's eyes widened, as if they couldn't believe what they'd just heard. After a brief silence, Vanessa suddenly burst into loud, shrill laughter. "CeCe? Oh my goodness, that's hilarious!" She pointed at me, her face full of disdain and contempt. "I knew it! How could a fresh graduate like you possibly land a client as tough as Gilla Group on your own? Turns out all you did was just climb into Mr. Kapowsky's bed!"

"Okay! Okay! I will stop, but that joke of yours isn't good. Aren't there any more funny jokes?" I sat down next to Shin again. "I still have a lot of jokes," I replied. "Okay let me hear," "Here is a knock-knock joke. Knock-knock," - Me. "Who's there?" - Shin. "Tank," - Me. "Tank, who?" - Shin. "You're welcome!" Shin and I both poker-faced to that joke at the same time so I immediately drew a long line on it. "Knock! Knock!" - Me.

“Ikaw ang una.” “Anong tawag sa anak ng taong grasa?” I looked at her, bored. “Ano?” Sabay na tanong namin ni Dan. “Baby oil.” Natawa nang malakas si Dan. Ako? I tried noot to laugh. “Hype ka. Dad joke na dad joke, ah.” Nagkibit-balikat ito sabay apir kay Dan. “Your turn.” Saglit akong nag-isip. “Anong tawag sa cake na may ubo?”

Kunwari ay nag-isip ako ng puwede kong itawag sa kanya. Ilang sandali lang ay nakangiti na naman akong nagsalita. "Uhm, ang pangit naman kung My dear Mother in Law! Mas lalo naman pangit kung My unripe Mother in Law!"Ang hirap naman isipin kung ano ang itatawag ko sa impaktang ito. Kahit si google ay paniguradong hindi ako matutulungan. " Eww! Ang baduy! Parang hilaw lang na durian!" Humagalpak pa ako ng tawa matapos kung sabihin ang mga walang kwentang salita na 'yon.

Odell Lumaban: Haha gago14 Danica Garcia: Tanga15 Felicity Bautista: OY OY OY OY OY OY Felicity Bautista: You forgot tarantado16 Naia Baniaga: I’m dead at this convo Odell Lumaban: Well the joke’s dead now, airps. Are you happy with yourself? Naia Baniaga: F you Zoe Torres: Maingay17 Felicity Bautista: Opo18 ma’am Logan dela Vega: Heard that? That’s the sound of victory Zoe Torres: You’re still fucking stupid, Logan Odell Lumaban: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA

"Alright, fine. If you won't smile, I'll have to tell you my top-tier jokes. What do you call a fake noodle?" Elena had blinked, her stern frown flickering for a split second. "What?" "An impasta." She had stared at me in absolute, stony silence for three whole seconds. "That is terrible. That is the worst joke I've ever heard." "Okay, okay, tough crowd," I had grinned, my dark eyes sparkling with wicked delight as I stroked her cheek. "Why don't scientists trust atoms?" "Jaxx, please stop…" "Because they make up everything."