Chemistry Jokes Novels & Stories

“Jesse, my man, which is why I’m encouraging you to talk some more! It doesn’t have to be about anything life changing. If you were me I’d say crack a joke but I don’t know if you even know any jokes.” “I know jokes.” His face lit up. “Oh yes? Tell me one then.” “Can you guess what the therapist said when I told my therapist I’m scared of dying alone? “Uh, no what?” “He said, “Most people don’t die with the company,” I said, chuckling. “Get it?” Rain looked at Matt. “Matt, am I supposed to laugh at that?” “Ideally someone is supposed to laugh when they tell a joke,” Matt said with a sigh. “Jesse, what have I told you about your morbid jokes?”

It might help if I get lost…or accidentally set the apartment on fire,” I teased, getting a hint of a smile that he buried by denying. "Or you'll probably starve the poor animal to death," he returned the joke, narrowing his gaze, making the lines of expression visible at the corners of his eyes. Since the incident in my bathroom we acquired the ability to joke when it came to Alzheimer's. Black jokes made the situation less overwhelming. He was the first person he could joke with like this. My friends didn't like it when he said things like that and found it cruel; what they didn't understand was that at the end of the day the one who would live in limbo would be me, and taking it so seriou

I was giggling like a loon. “A corpse went to a rheumatologist, and said he was feeling rather stiff-” “That's hilarious!” I laughed. “That's not the joke-” “I love this cheese. Mmm. Cheese and crackers,” I sang, munching on the hors d'oeuvres. “Ooo! And there's brie! And crab dip-” “Do you want to hear the joke or not!” he boomed. “Eh, not really. No.”

Alpha Darwin, have you heard the tale of the invisible man? Well, it's transparent. You can't see him, but he's always there!" The room erupted once more, in laughter's embrace, As the jokes continued, painting smiles on each face. Diana, with her quick wit, couldn't resist, Sharing her own joke, one not to be missed. "Why don't scientists trust atoms? Because they make up everything!" The laughter swelled, filling the room, As jokes continued to dispel any gloom. Alpha Darwin, the master of mirth,

“Uncle Jerry, do you know any more jokes?” I glanced over at Iris, half-expecting her to shoot me down again, but she didn’t say anything. So, I leaned in toward Lyra, lowering my voice conspiratorially. “Alright, alright, here’s a good one. Why don’t skeletons fight each other?” Lyra’s eyes widened with curiosity. “Why?” “Because they don’t have the guts!” I said with a wink, and Lyra burst out laughing, her giggles contagious as Logan joined in, even though he probably didn’t get the joke.

as in may S-A-K-I-T I don't feel like fighting, I mean fighting that is tweaked and juggled-- this is a beating heheh, what are you guys thinking about? "What makes you think I'm stupid!?" How did you know? yes, you're really stupid hubby but even so, I didn't regret marrying you because you look like my luck-- Let's not talk about his brain because it's empty, promise I opened it the other day and I was surprised because I didn't see any brain inside his head. Joke, that's just a dream, what are you doing? If I did that, hubby would be dead by now. I don't want him to die yet because I know he's going to die and I'm going to die, it's just a joke again, of course he's going to die, he's not

Oh damn, I laugh so hard that my stomach hurts. "Stop it..people are looking at us like we are jokers." I breath out between my laughs . He smirks at me and say smugly. "I can be your joker , you can be my Harley quin" and winking at me. "Ooh...How cheesy. But sorry I am allergic to cheese." I wave my hand off in a dismissing manner. He sighs, heavily before replying. "Way to break a guy's heart" And make a sad face.

It was still there, but lighter. “Yeah, pushy, that’s her,” he agreed. “My type? Girls who laugh at my jokes. Even the bad ones. And don’t mind if I suck at dancing.” “Your jokes? All bad, man,” I teased. I stretched my leg out and shoved his swing with my foot. It twisted to the side and he yelped. “Hey! Not all,” he shouted, trying to shove me back with his own foot. “Remember that one about Jax and the pizza? Gold.”

Zoe asked, not understanding the humor of the joke. "Of course." "Hmnn. Because it has boring and difficult equations?" Zoe answered suggestively, still trying to think of a suitable answer. "No," Zara chuckled, her long eyelashes blinking so rapidly, "Because it has too many problems," she spilled. "Oops. That is quite funny," Zoe mentioned, chortling softly the more she understood the relation of the joke to the answer Zara gave her. "One more," Zara said again. "Okay," Zoe answered with great interest, while she finally began to drink from the glass of drink that had been offered to her.

"You sure look better now." "And you look... worse." As far as jokes went, it was a lame joke, one that would not have made anyone event crack a smile normally, but it somehow managed to crack us both up. A second later, Silas and I were laughing like loons, laughing our heads off, clutching the counter to keep from toppling over. Silas stopped to burp and that set us both off again. Silas's unsteady hands poured us both a large glass of whisky.