Cop Jokes Novels & Stories

"I mean it too, Swanepoel." I smile back at him. "Knock knock." He says while his cheeky smile plastered on his face. "I miss that." I commented. "Then, knock knock?" "Who's there?" He smiled. "Khan." Okay so this is a new one. "Khan who?" He moved closer to my ear and whispered. "Khan-dom broke! I hope you're on the pill!" I couldn't help but laugh because I didn't see that one coming. His jokes are mostly lame and corny but still makes me laugh. It’s how confident he is with his joke and the way he delivers it with facial expression truly makes me laugh.

Cooper said. “Cooper. Friends don’t fuck each other in the ass,” Dominic said and started chuckling. “We’re not!”

He laughed. "That means you must have forgotten about it, and that's disappointing." Citrus acted to be sad. "You should remember that night, you have to." "I never did that shit, bro. I don't do man stuff." "We can do that again, I'm pretty sure you'll remember it this time." He said and Denver rolled his eyes. "Jennifer is gonna have you dead in a second." He joked. "Then we're gonna have it all three of us." "Guys, come on. Geez." I couldn't hold the laughter anymore, and they were not looking like they'd stop. If I don't stop them any sooner, my ribs would probably be broken any minute from now.

He held her hands, rubbing her fingers with his thumbs. Lee stared at him, amused. She couldn’t believe it, and he looked so sure of himself. Billy and Joe were standing close behind them, paying more attention now than before. “Is this some sort of joke? Because I’ll tell you right now, give up, you can never be a comedian, unless you want to be a clown, which you already are!” Ann yelled. Lee could hear a chuckle behind her. I’m glad they are finding this funny. “Shut up, witch! I was talking to Lee.”

His brother fell in love and finally became a comedian? Then Harold sent some jokes. Rhino saw the jokes and said to Calista, "Wanna hear a funny joke?" Calista was looking down and uttered,"Say." Rhino started to crack jokes. " A bear walks into a bar and says, 'Give me a whiskey and … cola.' The bartender looked at the bear and asked, 'Why is there a big pause between whiskey and cola?' The bear shrugged. 'I’m not sure; I was born with them.' " Calista smiled faintly. But her upsetness hadn't decreased even a little. Rhino was disappointed again. He told a few more jokes like this. But still Calista was not smiling. Rhino's rhythm was sweaty. It seemed to him that he was giving a big exam

She shook her head. “Nothing.” But she knew they wouldn’t buy it. “It’s just… just a joke I read.” “Seriously. What joke?” Justin asked, raising a challenging brow at her. Shit! She had to make up a joke really quickly. She cleared her throat. “N-not all men are annoying. Some are dead.” She faked an angelic smile on her face. “Ha-ha. That’s really funny,” Justin said, faking a laugh. Then in a more serious tone he said, “You know, technically speaking, it’s office hours. But don’t think of me as your boss. Think of me as your cousin—who could fire you.”

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.”

And if I don't answer soon I'm going to embarrass myself further. "Hi," I squeak. This time I can't stop my hand from flying to my mouth in mortification at the awful sound that just left my lips. Jon smiles at me politely, but Cole bursts into laughter. Full blown donkey laughter that has him slapping on his knee like a-- Oh, I know like who. Like Nicole Ashley Cooper. I smack him on the back of his head because that's what I'd do to Nicki. "Shut up," I order.

“In fact, you can punch it if you want. Or try having a shark metahuman grab you and pin you to the ground.” “Are you trying to sound sexual right now?” Watson, Rachel, Emily and I gave Jack a stone cold look for his inappropriate joke. Watson placed a hand on Jack’s shoulder. “We admit you’re funny. But right now...it is not the time, bro.” “Right. Right.” Jack nodded, his blonde hair bouncing at the action and he bit his pointer knuckles afterward. “Sorry. I’ll stop talking now.” “Thank you.” I said and turned to Rachel again. “As I was saying-”

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?”