Cow Joke Novels & Stories

Yep, he's my brother all right. "Sure. Wanna hear a pizza joke?" I said with a grin. "Sure," He said. "Oh you know what, never mind. It's too cheesy," I said and suddenly he just burst out a laughter. "Ha-ha! Your joke is so bad that it made me cracking myself up! Ha-ha!" Then he kept laughing. I hope he'll ran out of breath. Kidding, I don't want this sh*t to suffocate, he's still my brother.

I looked at him widening my eyes and asked him," Why did you push me?" I saw him laughing like I have said any kind of joke. Why is he laughing? Is it funny? He said controlling his laugh," You are really dumb. You didn't get my joke yet." " Joke? What do you mean? I asked him with a gloomy expression on my face. Then, he sat down on the couch crossing his legs. He said laughing," I was very angry about some office matter. So, I wanted to laugh and that's why I joked with you. Trust me, I didn't know that I can make such a great joke and you are that dumb."

The jolt of electricity that surged through my arm and into the rest of my body at the way he grabbed my wrist, brought me back to the first day he touched my arm in high school. Quickly, ridding the memory away before my mind has the chance to relive how the rest of that day went, I decided to tease him back. "I know a guy with a little dick that sounds like an owl," I say, hoping I get the response I need to not look like an insane person right now. He raises his brow, this thumbs thrumming against the steering wheel. "Huh? Who?" "Exactly," I smirk, silently exhaling in relief at his answer so that I was able to finish the lame joke.

Hawk started, the amusement in his voice still there, even though he’d somehow managed to get his laughter under control. “He was laughing at a lame joke on TV, and he choked on his cashew nuts,” he finished. And this time, he was unable to stop himself from laughing. Kill me! An awkward, “oh,” was all I could give. But after a few moments of cringing in embarrassment, I also couldn't help laughing at myself. “Milkshake, you’re really something,” Gina commented, smiling good naturedly at me, and I found myself smiling back. “You know, your family is really interesting,” I remarked as Hawk walked me to my car.

An old man with a long beard said and handed me an apple too. “They’re a coward as ever!!” The other men replied and they laughed crazily while drinking their cup of beer. They keep laughing and some of them tell some jokes too so their laughter doesn’t end. I couldn’t help myself but laugh alongside them while hearing the joke they said. “What do you think the baby cow said when he got lost?” Jean asked. One of the men. “What?” We answered in unison. “Maa!!” He said like a cow and even acted like one too made everyone start laughing crazily. I almost fell on my seat laughing but thankfully I balanced myself properly.

Then someone in the crowd sneered, their voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, that must be Sophia's sugar daddy. Showed up to defend her. She's not picky, is she. She'll take a guy in his fifties." The crowd erupted. Some covered their mouths, laughing. Others joined in openly. "Yeah, I heard she doesn't care about age. Maybe this old man's a regular too." The dean's expression tightened. He turned sharply toward the crowd. "All of you–shut your mouths!" He glanced at my injuries, his voice urgent.

I curiously asked. Wisdom suddenly burst into laughter. “I never change, he didn’t get someone pregnant. He failed some of his major units.” He said. “Are you going to get your Volkswagen?” he asked grinning. I nod. “Follow me.” So I did. I literally open my mouth when I saw it, it seems like it was just for exhibit. He touch my chin lightly. “Close your mouth, a bee might come in.” He joked on. “Whoa! I can’t believe it, amazing!” I praised.

Looking at the cow face made me snicker. "What's so funny?" Mom asked, peering over my shoulder. "Oh, it's nothing-" "What's that, honey?" she took the milk carton from my hand and studied it. "Just a tongue in the cheek joke," I replied. "You draw a cow on your milk carton?" she asked, looking absently. "Yes, because that's cow's milk, right?" "Uh, yes, right," she replied awkwardly, "Nice drawing by the way," then she handed it back to me and walked away. Well, that made me scratch my head in puzzlement.

He did say it, but he could not open his mouth to call a 20-year-old man his father. He said embarrassingly, "Dr. Qin, these are all jokes. We don't have to take them seriously, do we?" "So Doctor Qu likes to play jokes very much?" Qin Haodong spoke with a radian on his mouth. "Yes! Yeah! I like to play jokes." Qu Wancai promptly agreed, thinking that Qin Haodong was not going to take action against him. "That's good. In that case, I'll play a joke with Dr. Qu!" Qin Haodong waved to Small White next to him and pointed to Qu Wancai and said, "It's too hot, tear down his pants!"

He murmured, ruefully. I badly didn't want to see him sad anymore. "Jokes could help.You can tell me jokes" "Jokes"He said more to himself as if thinking of something up. "Well, I think I heard this somewhere,I don't really remember how it starts or ends but the punch line is...'Get lost,you old cargo'!" I grimaced. "So am I supposed to laugh to an half joke?" He pouted."I'm an hopeless joke teller" I couldn't stop myself from laughing not because of his half joke but because of how hopeless he looked.