Comedy In English Novels & Stories

Claude laughed on the other line. "Damn you! For your information we had a first real date, and you don't know how I feel." "Oh, of course I do! There's a butterfly in your stomach and you're trying to make it cool. That's ridiculous! I bet you look like shit!" his friend burst out laughing again. "Damn you! It's not like that!" he said annoyed. "Go here now, let's drink." "Wait. Wait. Wait. Are you celebrating? Did you win your deal with Tito Terrence?"

But then—"You just sounded like Catherine Tate. Have you seen her show?" I blinked. "No." "It’s a UK comedy. There’s this lady who always says, ‘I can do that!’ to everything." She mimicked another the voice. I hummed, peeling a potato, but my attention was split between the task and her. "I like the one where someone needs to speak in seven different languages, but the translator cancels last minute. Catherine jumps in with her ‘I can do that,’ even though she doesn’t know a single foreign language," she said with a chuckle.

“Alright, Princess, lesson time.” “Lesson?” I echoed. “Yes,” she said with a grin. “We are teaching you how to speak English.” I frowned. “But I already speak English.” She waved her hand. “You speak fancy English. Royal English. Drama English. We need you speaking like a normal person. Not like a walking Shakespeare play.” “I do not know what a Shakespeare is,” I said slowly. “Is it a creature?” “No,” she laughed. “He was a writer.” “Was he royal?” I asked.

he answered me. "Wait, what happened?" Stella asked curiously. "You don't have to know that," answered Andrew immediately. "And why don't I need to know?" Stella asked sarcastically. "Because you're talkative. Your mouth has no brakes," Andrew answered directly. "How dare you!" Stella said, annoyed. I just covered my mouth to stop laughing because I'm so used to this kind of situation when I'm with them. When we got to the house, I just told Stella that we took Francine to her house, and just like Andrew said, Stella's mouth had no brakes. She was even angrier than me, so I just let her.

she bid farewell, and her forced smile was evident. As she walked away, I couldn't help but burst into laughter. Where did I get the name Zia Batumbakal? Like, what the eff? "Zia Batumbakal, huh?" Carlew spoke beside me, his face showing annoyance. "Yeah, because I want only you to know my name," I said sweetly. Slightly, his face transformed into calmness with a smile on his lips. I couldn't help but smile. I knew it, I have an effect on him.

"Then do what is right, and God will guide you." I just closed my eyes tightly because of what the man said. There is a point, but wow. Straight English, huh? "Oh, man. Is that straight English? Teach me." His colleague joked to the man that made the old man just laughed. "Stop it. Come on, let's go back to what we were doing so that this beauty can think clearly." At the same time, he dragged his companions. "Don't get bogged down in our issue anymore because you are not part of it because you have no place in our lives. Stay away. You are just construction workers, that's all." I could not help but tell them that it caused them to stop walking.

he spoke and I again denied it without even looking at him. “He murders kids, no…” I spoke and all of them laughed looking at how scared I was. “Sarah? What genre then? We’re not watching horror anymore.” He spoke while caressing my hair. “Johnny English?” I spoke in nervousness as comedy is not everyone’s cup of tea. “Okay, I'm ready to laugh.” Harvey spoke sitting uptight. “Well, Mr. Bean never gets old” Tessa spoke delightfully. “This bastard is too lucky.” Bible laughed implementing that he’s already seen this movie.

It has been a while since I had a reason to smile and as stupid as this is, it is making me happy. “Let me pourest thou a drink-eth.” I joke back. “And I shall drinketh thine coke-ith with much glee.” Cash laughs at the two of us. “Maddy, you really need to brush up on your old English.” “Hey. Thou shant hate-ith on me just becauseth thou be-ith jealous.” Maddy tells Cash. Cash just shakes his head, his eyes filled with laughter.

I know we all speak English but I thought they spoke it differently than we did. On the way to class Angel informed me about Mr. English and the way he teaches. He is very strict, but apparently he preaches the Idea that as long as it’s proper English anyone could teach it. She also said he was not part of the pack. We entered the class and I got chills up my back. As we walked in I looked over everyone in the class.

She might get grumpy if she came here me gone. "Okay. But later." I agreed. [Yeah. Later. There are people inside my office right now. So... it's really later.] My forehead automatically wrinkled. Is there someone in his office? Who? I'm not allowed there then. They would wonder why I was there. Why didn't he say who they were? And what did he said? Only later? I laughed realised what he said. /////You might not get the joke here. it was a language conflict joke. its in tagalog. I can't do it/its not funny in pure english////