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When my joke lands she tilts her head back to laugh, shaking her head as she looks at me. "You're ridiculous." She says. "You're smiling." I respond. She gives me that warm look again and I wonder what's going through her mind at this moment. "You got any other ones?" She asks and I wrack my brain for any other dad jokes. "Um... The circus lion ate the clown but didn't finish." I say. "Why?" She asks. "Because he tasted funny." I respond and Harper chuckles again. "More." She teases, but I just shrug.

With nothing in mind, he laughed shamelessly! "Hahahaha! Fucking idiots, you two! Hahaha!" "You two are Idiots? How come you have to wear that! That is the wearing clothes of female animals! Hahaha!" "I don't know my friend is this Idiot Haha! Haha!" Dick mocked this out loudly while laughing. Of course he knew to the core about Darkness having him wear that clothes! "....." The "two idiots" which Dick called is boiling from anger. "Oh, oh!" Dick exclaimed.

“But I don’t see anything funny in degrading a marginalized group of people for laughs.” “Then tell the class a joke that is funny,” Professor Barns demanded. I shook my head. “I can’t think of any good jokes right now.” “Take a few moments to think of your best joke, stand up, and tell it to the class,” he insisted. “You obviously think you’re an expert on what’s humorous, so let’s hear what one of you bleeding heart Beta-lovers thinks is funny.” My mind spun, and I began to shake. The smug look on Professor Barns’s face told me he wanted to embarrass me to get me to do something stupid. Perhaps to get expelled or, at the very least, cry and run away.

She barely laughed at his jokes. “What’s funny?”

Bright and early the next day, I showed up at the office as usual. I ignored the whispers and stares, and made a beeline for my desk to start clearing it out. That was when Lily waltzed over, oozing fake sympathy. "Janice, can't you take a joke? "Come on, it was just a little toilet cleaning. Why'd you have to go and tell Mr. Hoffman you're quitting? No need to blow things out of proportion. "Look, I'll even dip into my own wallet and toss you a little extra cash to make up for it.

Noah flinched, “Well, let’s look at the bright side… at least he didn’t vaporize himself.” Blackie snorted, “…he can’t vaporize himself any more than you can soothe yourself.” “Oh. Well… at least he didn’t vaporize the water he’d already drunk?” “Yeah, good thing that one finely steamed stomach wasn’t on the menu…” “…Blackie …I realize that black humor fits in well with your name… and personality… but there is such a thing as being too black!” QAQ (≖_≖) “Is that a veiled insult where you tell me that I shouldn’t be myself, Black?”

"Pregnancy has become disadvantage to you, Kitcat...I bet he'll tell you the grass is too green for you to step outside tomorrow." "Shut up, Liam. I'm not trying to make jokes." "And see...your pregnancy has become a disadvantage to me too...look at him snapping at me because of a fetus." "I'd advise you to shut your mouth, Liam...his face is getting red, it's about to swell...he's transforming into..." "Angry bird!" Liam and Fredd bursted out into hysterical laughing at their apparently funny joke...but Zillon didn't seem to find it funny, he was as serious as judge. "F*cking idiots..."

“You put it on every day before the uniform. But some things manage to pierce through.” That was when they discovered a peculiar, dark humor that only those who flirt with danger every day can cultivate. They started laughing at things that would horrify an ordinary civilian. Vick told him about a thief who tried to escape by jumping into a trash can and got stuck. Devon laughed about a situation where an angry cat attacked the crew during a minor kitchen fire, making it more dangerous than the flames themselves. They laughed not because the situations were funny, but because the absurdity was a necessary release valve. It was a secret language of survivors.

If something that bad can even be classified as a joke. Harmony couldn't resist and whipped her hand on her face. She just couldn't catch a break today, could she? "I'm sorry that was a really bad joke." The person had his lips tugged up, the smile was still small but more apparent on his face, as well as his bottomless pitch-black eyes showed flashes of amusement. He shook his head at her. "It's okay, I liked it." He said, this time his voice was a little hoarse.

"Ohh.. yea.. Hassie, I have to give her a call. She has missed out on some things" "Babe, what's up". I hopped into her car as she drove towards her house. "I will tell you more. Let's get something on our way. I would love to eat something". She shook her head "you look chubby now. I bet in a week's time, you will be so fat". She said laughing while I glared at her. "Why aren't you laughing? Isn't it funny?" "It is not. You make dry jokes". "Nope, I disagree. It is not funny to you because the joke is directed to you. And you lack a bit of a sense of humor".