Best Short Jokes Novels & Stories

I answered him back making him regret his joke. He knotted his brows as I uttered and shook his head. "You can never take my jokes, Can you? You are a boring man. Everyone in my agency loves my joke and burst into laughter, especially girls. But you my friend don't even try to smile at them." He started with his complaint first before he disclose the matter he was mentioning before. "So what? It's my choice whether I want to laugh or not. Plus your jokes are not funny. Girls laugh at your jokes cause your money makes them laugh. Otherwise, you would have been the king of bad jokes." I said, resting my ass on the maroon couch.

A day later, she posted an aerial shot from a private jet heading to Maldivea. Most of the likes and comments came from our old classmates. [Wow, Vicky, you really married into wealth! Wells Group is one of the world’s top five hundred companies, right? They must be worth hundreds of billions!] [Vicky is so lucky. This is what it means to be a winner in life!] Someone even tagged me. [Lydia, where are you working now? Weren’t you and Vicky best friends back in college?] Vicky quickly typed a reply.

A message bubble lit up under his name, cheerful and oblivious. Just another one of his dry, stupid jokes—something about his dinner being so terrible he was convinced the restaurant was trying to assassinate him with undercooked chicken. He'd probably attached one of those ridiculous GIFs he was always finding, something animated and silly that was meant to make me laugh.

"You know why you're the greatest alive?" "Huh?" I ask puzzled, "No?" "That's because you don't know anything!" He laughs, and I force a frown on my face, trying to purse my lips to keep my laughter in. "That has to be the driest joke ever!" I laugh mockingly after a few seconds and throw a shoe at him playfully, which he dodges and comes to carry me in the air, turning around real fast. "Stop!" I yell, hitting him and laughing, "Please stop!"

Jasmine said. "Hold on, hold on! I've got a joke that might lighten the caloric guilt. Why don't scientists trust atoms?" Jonathan said with a pause before adding, "Because they make up everything!" "Just when I thought I had heard your corniest joke," Florence said and rolled her eyes. The others burst into laughter, their mirth contagious, which made Clare smile. "Okay, I got another one," the young earl said. "Why did the scarecrow win an award?... Well, because he was outstanding in his field!"

he replied with a big sigh. It was at least a good hour before the jokes settled down. It would've ended sooner, but someone downloaded an app to combine their photos to see what their children would look like and the jokes started all over again. Eventually, they got bored and moved on to other things; the occasional joke did come up, but it was mild in comparison to what they had to hear before. Krista and Cameron both made jokes of their own so they could at least be part of the joke and show it doesn't bother them.

My smile widened as I mindlessly took off my jacket setting it down on the leather seat. I clung to Dalton chatting with him as Enzo thought it was the time for the like of the day as he called it. It was one of those stupid habits that we had going on as kids and it kinda stuck with us and Enzo was the one with the shittiest and corniest jokes. I braced myself to hear one of his dad jokes, Dalton was holding in his laugh at the eager look on his brother's face already. "What do you call a joke without a punchline?"

Man, I'm on a roll with these short people jokes today. The receiver of the jokes isn't quite as excited though. "Since you want to short-shame me, hug time is over for you." She attempts to pull away but I bring her back in. "Hey, I'm still sad. I need a little more." "Five seconds more and that's it." Her tone is firm, yet playful. But I can't think straight when her chest is pressed this tight against mine. I really want to kiss her. A warm hug will have to do... for now.

This is the most goals joke as long as I've heard. "You're kidding, right? I swear! That's funny. Wow! If you join to stand up comedy, I make sure you can be the winner." "Na," said Mommy quietly. Chiko still showing his smile. "I'm serious and this is not a joke. You can tell the difference too, right?" Shit!

"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."