Clown Jokes Mga Nobela at Kwento

Geez! "Pfffttt...Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" we can't help but burst out laughing. Well, who wouldn't be if they saw Clarence like this? "Hahahahahahaha what the hahahaha f*ck! Hahahaha dude, you're already old and a man. Wait, are you really a man? Because a true man will never wear underwear that has a Barbie design. You're such a gay dude, or should I call you sister? " Clyde taunts Clarence while laughing.

Freya “Clowns…” that was all I could say as I sat at my dressing table in front of my computer, watching as the two fools made a fool of themselves. It was so satisfying to watch them think they were doing their thing behind my back, not knowing I was watching and hearing every damn thing. They might have just talked out instead of suppressing the emotions and anger that they tried so hard to hide in their muffled voices. I kept sipping my juice while laughing and watching them clown on.

The three men got confused why they were laughing out suddenly. "What happened? Who cracked a joke here?", Alex said, rubbing his nose unaware of the glitters which were painted on his face. He rubbed more, spreading the red color to his cheeks unknowingly. The culprit of the clowns covered her lips in her palms and silently slid behind Rehan to hide herself. "Why are you guys laughing?", Jake asked with confusion written all over his face. "Jesus! Now i understand why Anisha calls you monkeys.", Michael bit down on his lower lip controlling his laughter.

“Do you always look this pretty after a shower? Cause if it was me, I look like a dead person who just took a shower.” I blurted out, unconsciously. He opened his eyes and looked into mine. He then let go of me and laughed so hard. I thought... “Was that a joke?” I was just being honest. “Do I look like a clown to you?” I asked again, dead in the eye, feeling annoyed because he was still laughing. “I’m so~ sorry... No, Irene, you’re not.” He replies between his laughs.

So Clara said to the one who made the pass at her, "How much would it take for you to mind your business and pretend you never saw me?" "Ooh," another jeered from behind, "Bitch must have some spine," Clara wondered what was funny because they all burst into a chorus of laughter. And that laughter was meant to mock her but Clara had a thick skin and would not let a bunch of lowlives have the best of her. The one in front said with amusement, "You must have enough money, miss?" Amusement twinkling in his gaze. "Yeah," Clara admitted with a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips, "Yes, I have more than enough that you have probably never touched in your life,"

His reaction hit her so hard that she immediately dissolved into uncontrollable laughter. Jade understood at once. She had tricked him. Again! Damn it! The great Jade Lockwood... the terror of boardrooms, the nightmare of CEOs, the man who never lost control... had just fallen for one of Clara's ridiculous jokes. His glare slowly shifted toward her, cold enough to freeze oceans. Clara only laughed harder. "Oh, my God." His glare intensified, a warning that she should stop laughing. "You should've seen your face." But of course, Clara's laughter became worse.

So as I walk up at him while he is telling some blonde joke, he immediately rises and addresses me. "Lieutenant, Sir. Please excuse my silliness; I thought the boys could do with some smiles on their faces." "Lewis, I think they are laughing because it is such a bad joke, and they merely want to be polite." "Sir, I don't know if you have heard Clark's jokes; I must honestly say my lame ass one beats him by far." "You are such a dumb ass. Now walk with me; there is something I want to talk to you about."

I have known him for years and he had never once made me laugh but now he was suddenly a clown for a blonde who called me daddy and let me do things to her but also had the audacity to laugh at another man's jokes, how dare her? My fingers tightened around the reins as she continued laughing and the other men riding with them laughed too. She was that contagious and dangerous. They were all laughing with her now and soon she would turn them to her court of jesters and what part of I own your giggles didn't the little brat understand?

Elena exclaimed with laughter. Their voices made Clara cry even more, but she also laughed. "Please, Cla. I won't be able to kneel for much longer." Lucas grinned as he touched his waist— the gunshot wound he got two weeks ago. "But I won't be able to bear it if you reject me." He continued. Clara chuckled softly. In the midst of this serious situation, Lucas still managed to insert his annoying jokes—jokes that only he would give her. And she would also tell him all her jokes for the rest of their life.

he said a bit too loudly, and a group of older women sitting near them shot him a disgusted look before whispering among each other about what an asshole he was. "Send in the clowns!" the ringmaster suddenly yelled, and the crowd cheered, although a few people visibly recoiled as well. Clowns were not exactly as popular nowadays as they perhaps once had been, which was probably a good thing. Four of them entered the ring, and instantly engaged in comedic acts with both the crowd and each other. The show had all the classic elements, from balloon animals to pie-throwing and simple pranks. None of them said anything, instead simply expressing themselves with exaggerated gestures and mimes. The