Best Your Mom Jokes Novels & Stories

“Dang it! Don’t let your mom know about this.” I laughed, promising I wouldn’t, then turned to her friends to greet. Was it just me, or were they all mid? I know you can’t see them, but trust me when I say outta em all, it was my mom that was the finest and looked the youngest out of the whole group. Her athletic body was toned, even with a beer in her hand, her smile was still bright.

I glared at him, but he just laughed at me. "Mom, your cooking tastes even better today." Dad said to Mom. "Hmph! Your son cooked that!" Mom said. We laughed at her reaction. She rolled her eyes at Dad. "Oh, my best child cooked this." Dad smiled at me. "Dad, best? I'm your only child!" We all laughed. "My wife is a great cook, right Pa? That's why I love her so much." I stifled a laugh. This Jace is crazy. I kicked him on the thigh. He chuckled and grabbed my thigh.

Mom would instantly calm down and hug me tightly, her eyes glistening with tears. Just now, I saw a brief moment of distraction cross Mom’s face, only for it to be quickly replaced by blazing anger. She pointed at the storage room door and cursed loudly, “Ellie, are you even a girl? Do you have any shame? “You can even poop and pee in your room? “And you’re still in there giggling? What are you laughing at? What right do you have to laugh? “I told you to stay in there and reflect on your mistakes, and this is how you take revenge on us? By doing something this disgusting?

Like WTH? "That's lunch? That's... you don't even like pizza, Mom." "That's before I had a chat with Jacey and she told me these would be my best friends for the rest of the month." "Jacey?! She's just ten and you know she's messing with you." Mom gave me a cool smile.

I hear my mom say from the front door. "Thank you. I feel like a beached whale" my best friend answers making me snort a sarcastic laugh under my breath that the fucking devil women hears from down the hall. "I wouldn't be fucking laughing you asshole" she calls out causing my mom to chuckle lightly. Her heavy foot steps stomp closer and I, a grown man who's should have a thicker back bone for dating an older made mafia king with nice blue eyes, think full lips that I love to bite and kiss, should have.

Ryder accused. “That is not true !” Mom dramatically gasped while putting her hand on her chest to feign the expression of being wrongly accused. “I was not going to show her your childhood’s embarrassing photos,” she continued. “Oh really ? Then what were you going to do ?” Ryder demanded with his tone suggesting that he did not believe her. “I was going to show her your recent embarrassing photos,” Mom answered and I burst out laughing. “You are terrible, Mom,” Ryder mumbled. “You can’t even make jokes,” he sulked.

Jorge says wiping away invisible tears making dad chuckle. "Fucker...I mean it." dad jokes with him, earning a playful punch on his left bicep and making everyone chuckle. "For real though... You guys are the best thing to happen in my life... besides the birth of my daughter. Please, dig in, there's plenty of food, plenty of drinks, and plenty of desserts for everyone. Dig in, dig in." he says motioning to the food and making everyone chuckle.

Yes, and the fact that I was married before. “I know, it's just, oh, it shows how old we are getting!” “Babe, forty-eight aren't old. Now look on the bright side; at least we have a few more children to get through school before they get married.” Dad laughed but mom didn't find it funny. She was acting a bit strange these past few weeks. Making me wonder what is going on with her. Mom glared at dad, “You think you are funny? Well, let's see if you like this joke, daddy, to be!”

"You don’t get my jokes?" "I never get your jokes dad even mom." Dad immediately face mom. "You don’t get my jokes honey?" "No! I do well most of the time." She smile sheepishly. "Tyler, my jokes aren’t that bad right?" I glanced at Tyler and saw him shaking his head. "No, of course not. I find it funny." "See… even Tyler like it." I rolled my eyes. "He’s a liar." I muttered lowly. Dad raised his eyebrow to me. "What’s that?"

"Don't you 'mom' me. What did you do to her? You better go fix this now, or I'm telling your dad this instant." "Dad's not home," I replied, confident that she couldn't harm me that way. Dad went out with a few old friends for the day. He said something about fishing, but knowing my dad, he and his so called 'friends' would take a jet to go fishing. Mom laughed hysterically, and I found the scene quite charming. Did I miss the joke? What was so funny that mom would be in such hysterics? When her laughter finally died down, she looked me directly in my eyes, and said, "Your dad's upstairs."