Banana Jokes Novels & Stories

Anna teased. “And I guess that’s the horniness hormones speaking inside you right now,” Vivian teased back. “Is there such a thing?” Anna laughed, shaking her head. “Yes, in my special dictionary,” Vivian winked. “Whatever! Cheers to us!” Anna said, clinking her glass of champagne with Vivian's glass of fruit juice. The two friends burst into another round of laughter.

"You have no idea–I was just joking around, but those disgusting guys went crazy asking me for your contact." The old me would have already been crying, asking her how she could do this to me, voice breaking. Not this me. My teeth clenched so hard they hurt. My whole body trembled with anger. I snatched the flyer out of her hand and slapped her across the face. Tara screamed, clutching her cheek in disbelief. "You hit me? I treat you like my best friend, and you can't even take a joke anymore?" Best friend? I let out a cold laugh.

she trails off shyly. “I wanted to, I offered. Please, is there anything? Just ask,” I answer brightly. It feels relaxed between us right now, and I like it, “anything at all?” “Yeah, erm, banana milkshake… and strawberries- no bananas- no strawberries- gah I don’t know!” Bethany ends up laughing at herself, “meat… bacon? Sausages… God, I don’t know what I want! My stomach is growling at everything I consider.”

he said casually, like he was talking about the weather. I didn’t respond. He leaned in, his breath grazing the side of my neck. “You got up too soon. I wasn’t done with you.” I closed my eyes for a moment. “I’m making juice.” He let out a low laugh. The kind that came straight from his throat—deep, amused, teasing. “Yeah, I noticed. Banana again?” “Problem?” “Not at all. I’m just… curious. Do you have an emotional attachment to that fruit?”

she trails off shyly. “I wanted to, I offered. Please, is there anything? Just ask,” I answer brightly. It feels relaxed between us right now, and I like it, “anything at all?” “Yeah, erm, banana milkshake… and strawberries- no bananas- no strawberries- gah I don’t know!” Bethany ends up laughing at herself, “meat… bacon? Sausages… God, I don’t know what I want! My stomach is growling at everything I consider.”

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.

“There’s a reason she earned the name freaky deaky virgin.” “Besides,” Doc chuckled, “hydration is very important.” “Get rid of that.” Jack warned his mate watching the other man slide his lips around the pale banana. He pulled it out of his mouth and made a light popping sound with it. “Why?” “Matthew.” Jack warned. Jill dropped the banana and peel into the offered trashcan before walking over and putting his hands on Jack’s waist and kissed him. “Jackson.” Jack put his arms on Jill’s shoulders and pulled him back in for another kiss. “Behave, mate.”

Aria busted out laughing. "That was funny," she said after her laughter subdued. "Yes, it was," he said as if he remembers that time in his career. Aria remembered a hilarious thing a toddler told her yesterday. "Yesterday during the snacks break time, a little boy named Justin came to me with his banana in hand. I asked him if I can help him with something. He nodded his head and extended his hand in which he is carrying his banana towards me. He said 'my banana needs a doctor ' innocently. I didn't understand. So I asked him why? He said 'my banana is sick and it's not peeling well. So it needs a doctor immediately '" Aria and Liam laughed when she shared her experience with him.

Though no one could ever match Levi’s presence. “What about him?” I frowned, turning back to her. “Is his banana tiny too?” “Hell no!” She yelled, crossing her arms dramatically to emphasize her point. I furrowed my brow in confusion. “But I thought you said big guys have small bananas?” She clicked her tongue against her teeth, puffed out her chest, and pretended to adjust glasses she wasn’t even wearing. “Black men are different—they’ve got big bananas!” She declared proudly, making me wince.

I looked over and gave him an embarrassed smile. "Yeah, I hate bananas and I figured if I hate something enough it would rank up there with bananas." He nodded seriously. "Well, then I guess any fruit play is out." "No, just any banana play."