Black Humor Example Novels & Stories

I could literally die if I fuck up more than I’ve been doing…but, I can’t tell him that. “I’m here, okay? No matter what, you have me.” He looks me right in the eye, assuring me tenderly with a smile this time. “But damn, you really do look like shit right now, and when was the last time you used deodorant?” His unconventional joke in my time of sadness makes me break into laughter. It wasn’t funny but it was whatever it was and it makes me laugh. I just needed to laugh. It rolls out of me effortlessly, like everything was with Adam. While I choke on my saliva, he watches me, amused for the duration of my chuckling.

“I had to see her butt cheeks. She’s got a nice pair of ass.” I stared at Harold deeper, waiting to see how he’d react to the mention of Vicki’s ass. He laughed. An actual laugh. It threw me off my fury. Made me wonder what was so funny. “What’s so funny?” I asked him, feeling at a loss. “You,” Harold wiped tears from his eyes. “It’s funny how you manage to say the most ludicrous things with such a straight face.” “It’s not ludicrous. It’s my opinion,” I lifted my chin indignantly. Deep down, I was relieved that the pit in my stomach was gone. He hadn’t slept with Vicki.

“But, I mean, if you’re that desperate, bro, I don’t mind jerking you off. Charity work. For old times’ sake.” I stared at him. Deadpan. For a full three seconds. Then I said, voice flat as asphalt, “Even as a joke, that wasn’t funny.” He threw his head back and howled while Ellis choked on his beer, coughing and laughing at the same time, tears actually forming at the corners of his eyes. It wasn’t fun being the fucked-up sideshow. I took one last drag then crushed the joint out in the ashtray so hard the glass cracked.

Much to my embarrassment, they burst into laughter. "Do you think we'd be interested in serving a member of the royal family? That's bullshit!" jeered the man with green hair, his laughter echoing through the room. I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment. These people were insane! What was so funny about my simple question? They were nothing but uncivilized savages, laughing for no reason!

Juke grumbled under his breath, his hands tightening on the steering wheel. "I think we all know about your sense of humor Juke, it's only there when it's at the expense of others." Paul's voice carried a wry note from the back seat. "Tell us, have you ever laughed at yourself when the joke is on you, and not what you've done to someone else." "Why would I laugh at myself, that's just stupid? If something someone says upsets me, how can I find humor in that?" The genuine confusion in Juke's voice made Dale's heart twinge.

“What? “ I shrugged an amused look on my face as well. “Swim with a beautiful girl by 1 am in the morning “ He responded. “Did you just call me beautiful ?” I fake gasped. I couldn’t believe I was talking freely with him. “No “ he deadpanned “You just said ‘swimming with a beautiful girl by 1 am in the morning ‘ “ I air-quoted “Yeah. That is what we do not do” he tapped my forehead “You have a very horrible sense of humor “ I facepalmed I hope he won’t make me regret saying this “Don’t tell me you didn’t get the joke. It’s a way of saying you were ug…” he tried to explain

“Why would I change when you’ll never stop trying to earn a joke from every situation?” “Isn’t life more fun with jokes? Something to laugh about once in a while. You know, it makes the world beautiful and fun when it’s dark. Studies even say laughter heals faster than herbs do. Lowers pain, strengthens the heart, clears the head. Makes the blood flow freer. In short — that’s why I’m looking younger and living longer. Which of those old people in the pack is as old as me, uh? None. I’m the oldest.”

the girl in black yelled, and everyone cheered. "Yes, that’s right. We will all run around the company naked." I chuckled, my shoulders shaking with laughter as it bubbled out of me. I could feel tears threatening to spill from my eyes. Every day, this place finds a new way to lift my spirits. "What's so funny?" the woman in black asked, shakily. "Nothing much," I said with a sigh. "I just find it refreshing when people underestimate me." I rolled my eyes at them, casually pointing a finger at each person sitting there.

"Hush little baby, don't say a word..." His voice is like nails on a chalkboard. He butchers the familiar tune of "Hush Little Baby," turning it into a comedic masterpiece. I feel a snicker rising up my throat, and before I know it, I'm giggling. The pain is still there, but Javier's atrocious singing is the absurd distraction I need. I laugh until tears stream down my face, my body shaking with mirth. Javier, oblivious to his own lack of musical talent, continues to sing with gusto, a goofy grin spreading across his face.

"All pale and transparent." I laughed. "Boo hoo," I said, smirking. Her expression twisted in confusion. "What is wrong with you?" Oh, she was actually being mean. I really needed to get a grip on this pack’s humor—it flipped from dark and sarcastic to nonexistent in the blink of an eye. "Oh, sorry, I thought you were joking," I said. "Considering you look like a joke, I didn’t realize I was supposed to take you seriously." Oh, it was on.