Clean Jokes For Adults Novels & Stories

I joked lightly, and Serin rolled his eyes at my poor excuse of one. "Funny," he said humorlessly. I only cackled even harder. "No, seriously. You should step out of the corporate world and become a comedian with jokes like that." "Aw, come on, Serin." I followed him out of the house and into the backyard, where he walked out for some fresh air. "It was kind of funny, admit it!" "You need to admit yourself into a mental hospital with jokes like that." ###

Dillon asked as he scratched his chin. "Time to get a watch!" He replied jovially. "For fuck's sake! Hahaha! Alright, DAD! If I wanted to hear terrible, milked-to-death, dad jokes-" "You callin' me old, bitch? I'll have you know-" "-I'd have stayed home with the folks! Well since-!" "-Y'know, it's rude to talk about someone's age!-" "-both my homes are already full of old, dusty, tired-" "-Don't insult yer elders, fuckhead!-"

He said nuzzling his nose in my hair. "Yup" I yawned "I would tell you what I like, but you're sleepy so I'll tell you tomorrow" He smiled. I moved closer to him as I said "Should I tell you a joke?" He chuckled "Okay, tell me" "Seven billion faces in the world, but yours is the only one I wanna sit on" He bursted into laughter "Jeez Vanilla, sex jokes". His hand tightened on my waist, I smiled feeling content at the sound of his laughter.

I burst out laughing, shaking with fervor. “You didn't help at all,” I told him. “You are such an ingrate, at least I tried my best,” Lily just stared at both of us, clearly not understanding what the joke was about. Honestly, I wish I could frame this moment. It was so hilarious. “Just go and play with your toys baby,” I told her. Lily nodded her head and ran away. At that moment, Rokun and I locked eyes and laughed again. “You are such a bad adult, look what you did,” I said to Rokun.

she suggested while the rest just stared at the screen, or rather at me, crowded together. "I would rather take the matter in my own hands,” I muttered, low enough so that the rest didn't hear. Apparently, they still did. "Pun intended," my dad joked and Alpha Chris secretly gave him a high-five behind their wives' back. C’mon, Dad ! Mast*rbation jokes ? Seriously ? No one could feel as embarrassed as I did at the moment. It rivaled the ultra embarrassing bathroom meeting we all had a few days back. Mom glared at my dad who shrugged while Alpha Chris grinned. Sigh ! Like Beta, Like Alpha.

John yelled at her ,blocking his privates with his right arm but losing target of the pointed weapon. “Ha-ha.” Bill began laughing. “Your tiny dick eh?” he added "Shut your pile hole, Bill, can’t you see it’s serious, we are fucking robbing the bitch Goddamit! Play along for once.” John whispered to Bill. “Yes, throw back the cash and stop looking at Bill’s dick, I meant John’s cock!” Bill spoke acting all serious holding back his laughter. “Fuck you Bill!” John cursed turning aggressively. “Do you still have to mention my Dick?”

On matriculation day, I carried my acceptance letter to the campus grounds to register alone. But before I could cross the threshold, the guards drove me back into the street with their anti-riot forks. Humiliated and bewildered, I reached for my phone to call my childhood friend, Daisy Reid. A sharp laughter rippled through the receiver. “Violet, are you truly that blind behind those glasses? The letter you swept off the desk was a forgery I mocked up. Your actual one is still sitting at home.” Panicked, I hastily booked a return ticket and hurried back to search for my letter. I scoured the house for hours, turning up nothing. Just then, Daisy’s personalized ringtone sang out from my palm.

A group of thugs dragged me into an alley. In a panic, I called my boyfriend thirty-nine times, only to have him decline every single call. My whole body trembled as I struggled desperately to break free. Just as they were about to strip me naked, laughter suddenly erupted around me. One by one, they removed their masks and caps. I looked up stiffly and saw that every one of them was someone close to me. My younger brother, Caleb Bennett, scoffed. "This is hilarious, sis. You should've seen the look on your face. Did you seriously think someone was stalking you?" My older brother, Adrian Bennett, teased, "How are you still this easy to scare after all these years?" My best friend, Maya Grant

someone yelled. "I won’t shut up until someone answers!" Lucas shouted back, clearly enjoying the attention. "We don’t know and we don’t care, so shut the hell up, Lucas!" another voice barked. "Wrong! It’s called Lemon-aid! Get it? Like the drink?" The groan this time was even louder. "Dad jokes are never, ever funny," Elodie muttered, shaking her head.

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?”