Bingo Jokes Novels & Stories

She broke into a contemptuous smile as she glanced at the caller ID and promptly put it on speaker. "Hello?" Grandpa's robust voice came through from the other end of the line. "Jillian, how did the blind date go?" Marlene replied arrogantly, "I take it you're Jillian's grandfather? Your granddaughter owes me two thousand dollars, so she's being held at my restaurant. "Listen up, old geezer—you'd better hurry up and bring the money here to bail her out. Otherwise, I'll strip every last one of those fakes off her and throw her out onto the street."

Noah's tone grew comforting, "I'm sorry to hear that. They'll be fine, you know. They love each other." Jemma replied, "Yeah, I hope so." Noah sensed the need to lighten the mood. "You know what always makes me feel better when things are tough?" Jemma's curiosity piqued, "What?" "Jokes! Let me tell you one. Why did the scarecrow win an award?" Jemma chuckled, "I don't know, why?" "Because he was outstanding in his field!" Noah quipped. Jemma laughed, "You always know how to make me smile, Jimmy."

Zoe answered, to Zara's uttermost shock. “You don't know that?” She questioned, her eyes widening in alarm. She could or believe anyone would not know a riddle as simple as that. “Yeah,” Zoe answered, totally not into what she was saying. “Okay. What about this one? Why did the cracker go see the doctor?” Zara questioned again. “I do not know either,” Zoe responded monotonously, “And again, this joke and riddle sounds very boring,” she lamented. “This was your favorite part though,” Zara mumbled, pouting her face pitifully and sadly.

He made me laugh, a genuine, bubbling sound that felt good after the fear. “Your turn,” he challenged, when he finished. “Tell me a joke. Something to keep the darkness at bay.” I thought for a moment. “Okay, okay… What do you call a fake noodle?” He raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on his lips. “What?” “An impasta!” I delivered the punchline with a flourish, and he actually laughed, a deep, booming sound that warmed the room. “Alright, alright, that was a good one, for a rookie,” he teased. “My turn. Why did the scarecrow win an award?”

He said it in a childish tone. "Oh really, but I though your name was Caleb." Jazz replied playing along. "Oh no, I am not Caleb. He disturbs people who want to be left alone but ME, I am Mr. Laughter people enjoy my company." "Oh really?" "Yes." He said it continuing the same innocent tone in his voice. "Shall I tell you a joke?" "Please go on." "Once there was an old man who died at a very young age hahaha..." He ended his short joke with his own laughter

beggar pretends to be a rich!” Joshua was annoyed and embarrassed of what Bong Go said. “Who are you?” Joshua replied him in a loud voice Bong Go gritted his teeth “You don’t know me? Do you think that your worth it to know me?” “ I’m Bong Go the manager of diamond group of company,” “Do you know that my diamond group of company was the one greatest partner of Vanlimz great company here in our country?” “Never mind, your not worth it to tell you who I am, be thankful that you know my name!” Bong go laughed sarcastically “I Don’t care who you are, “ “but one thing I can assure you, that tomorrow you will not be the manager anymore” Joshua know that anytime he can terminate the contrac

His brother fell in love and finally became a comedian? Then Harold sent some jokes. Rhino saw the jokes and said to Calista, "Wanna hear a funny joke?" Calista was looking down and uttered,"Say." Rhino started to crack jokes. " A bear walks into a bar and says, 'Give me a whiskey and … cola.' The bartender looked at the bear and asked, 'Why is there a big pause between whiskey and cola?' The bear shrugged. 'I’m not sure; I was born with them.' " Calista smiled faintly. But her upsetness hadn't decreased even a little. Rhino was disappointed again. He told a few more jokes like this. But still Calista was not smiling. Rhino's rhythm was sweaty. It seemed to him that he was giving a big exam

Those that worry about my absence and had come on the knowledge of my reappearance. We had the kitchen counter rounded and filled with openness as we dine and wine for the rest of the evening. "Word of advice," Wendy teased amidst our dinner, "do not keep broccoli with a beetle, it doesn't deserve the risk." Everywhere went silent as Park and I looked at one another for clarification. "Am I being called a beetle?" Park's realization interpreted the joke and Wendy and I burst into laughter. "I don't know you tell jokes," I applauded Wendy when I managed to control my amusement.

Another big guy snaps. I flex my arms and crack my neck. “I’ll double the amount if you all can win in under five minutes.” The whole bunch breaks into hysterical laughter and even the ringmaster joins them. “This guy must be high on something.” The ringmaster shakes his head and then calls on the bouncers to prepare a rug to roll my body when I inevitably lose. “I don't normally spare people, but for this funny joke I’ll let you live.” Shark Teeth says, grinning. His brothers grumble. “Let the little man live, maybe without his limbs though.”

I reply, my voice softening, "Is everything alright? Why do you call?” -["Papa, I… I’ve a joke,"]- He says, his tiny voice brimming with excitement. "Oh, I love jokes! Go ahead, buddy," I encourage, looking forward to the adorable punchline. -["Knock, knock.”]- "Who's there?" I play along. -["Ba… na… na.”]- "Banana who?" I ask with feigning curiosity. -["Ba-na-na… fall down… and… go boom!"]-