Bad Pun Jokes Novels & Stories

We are still handsome. "Dude, can you still do it? Grind it, dre. Hahaha.." said Raz. "You're really stupid Raz!" they laughed at Rj. Raz is a fool, I'm tripping, Rj and Rj are doing it together haha. "Hey! Rj you even beat pokwang kumembot! You look like a gay! Hahaha.." I laughed and got mad at him. "Lol, Yuan. Don't make me feel sorry for you." Badtrip said.

- Insulting Blade is my favourite pastime. You aren't bad until you can out sprint boys in a foot chase. - I should reconsider going to the Olympics. You aren't bad until your initials spell out something- mine spells SIN You aren't bad until no matter what, you always have a backup plan. My backup plans run from A-Z. You aren't bad until you have a theme song. - I like to think of mine as Michael Jackson's BAD. You aren't bad until you have watched The Titanic without crying. - my tears have all been dried up.

“Yeah well, my sleeping pattern has been off-balance lately, so it's only natural that my eating habits will change too. And geez, I can't help being hungry all the time.” “I think you should cut back on the food a little. At this rate, you'll end up being the biggest person I know.” He teased, poking her belly. “You're such a dick.” “But you still love this dick.” “Are you serious right now? Tell me, does it look like I’m in the mood for any of your crap?” “Whoa, it was just a joke.” “Don't joke like that. Some jokes that are funny, right? And others that are just not ok. Guess which category yours falls into.”

Such jokes are no longer funny because they offend the dignity of a pretty cool buddy who doesn't deserve to be ridiculed. So Damian quickly learned to accept being different, but that didn't mean that he wanted to experiment. He was totally, one hundred percent straight, happily engaged to a beautiful girl and they were on the verge of setting a wedding date, and then suddenly a joke about paying with the body appeared in his head, a joke directed at a man. He even said the joke out loud! To make matters worse, this joke was not provoked by any erotically provocative scene... Damian, already with his hand on the doorknob, stopped and bit his lower lip.

I asked, getting irritated by their insipid jokes. “What slave girl are you talking about? The one who appears to be the group leader said. “Have you been smoking weed” another asked. “You look like you need help” the skinny one added. “Stop it!” I screamed at the four of them, I was getting frustrated with their stupid pranks. Are they trying to drive me nuts, what was with all the clownish attitude?

Then…WHAM "What? You were in danger. You had to kill someone that was going to kill you." "Boo, that is generally how it works." "Soldier, this is not funny." "Oh, boo, I love how innocent you are. You know this is bound to happen. Now stop giving me grief and tell me how you are doing." "Absolutely fantastic. My ass is going to get as big as a bus because your mom cannot stop making those damn brownies." "You say as big as a bus?" "Don't you dare go and make a joke about it now?" "Okay, so the baby is still okay."

“That guy's breath stinks like rotten potatoes.” If I wasn't so occupied with playing detective for the man who got my best friend knocked up, then I probably would have laughed hard at the joke. But I continued my list, naming every man I could remember Ashley ever dating or briefly mentioning. With each guess, I was met with a denial, a chuckle or an amusing laughter.

"Jamie boy and taking risks. It won't be long till she finds out you're not genuine." "Not if I pretend to be someone else," I defended. Marco laughed again. "I'll bet a thousand dollars in team heattie boy." "Team what?" I looked at him in astonishment and disgust. "Team heattie boy. Or should I say, JEATHER," he burst out laughing... again. "HEAME," Enzo chuckled. "You two fuck off." I stiffened up. These two were just the worse kind of people when it came to jokes. They were bad and terrible.

She was pretending to be looking for their friend when, in reality, she was just trying to change the topic. Bambi laughed while pointing a finger at Jada and warning her, “Don’t you dare call him that or he might kill you first, even before Kobe could.” “I still don’t understand where he got that much stupidity!” Jada complained, trying her best to control her laughter. Honey chimed in, “True, I don’t know who he took after,” then she glanced at Bambi. When their friend realized that they were teasing him, he scrunched his nose, “Byotches! Don’t me! I’m in no way as stupid as that toasted bread!” he snapped.

A bright smile on his face and everyone sank low, disappointed, including Kai. “What a waste of chance,” he rumbled. “God, you’re so dumb.” The twins synchronized with drowsy faces and I chuckled. “Of course.” I beamed and Kai ruffled his fingers through my hair. “My turn,” He continued, “SJ, you peed your pants yesterday, didn’t you?” Everybody chuckled and Mr. Kim’s face turned red. “God, I hate ginger,” He said as I filled a spoonful paste in front of his eyes, “of course,” he hastily replied, “of course, I peed my pants yesterday.” And everyone lost it, laughing like idiots, so this is called backfiring.