Cruelest Joke Novels & Stories

Max looked amused and a little puzzled, and I was flabbergasted into silence. “And you lot think I am crazy!” I suddenly burst out laughing, but none of them were laughing with me. This was a cruel joke. They were playing a cruel joke on me. They wanted me to believe that I was more than I was. I was just hurt that Max would be a part of such a horrific joke!

"No, I'm almost certain I am. So you go first." "Indeed, what occurs in the event that a wolf falls in the clothes washer?" "Uh, I do not know." "He turns into a wash and werewolf." He then, at that point, makes a BA-DUM-CHA sound with his mouth and breaks out into a wide grin. He should realize he spread the word about the most horrendously awful joke ever for humankind, if not he wouldn't be so glad. At any rate, despite the fact that it's moronic, I wind up chuckling. Giggling until the tears fall, falling like the water cleaning up and arms. Crying until it is difficult to stop, difficult to disregard what the future holds for us.

“Ahahaha!” The third baby told the joke that was obviously funny to the fourth, ‘cause his lovely laughter filled the room and he realized it was the voice that had brought him up his feet. He watched the fourth fall on his back from his laughter, getting up again to listen to the third speak before crying out again.

Jeff jokes around and laughs his ass out. “Shut up,” “Shut up!” Both Seid and I yell at his not-so-funny joke.

My smile widened as I mindlessly took off my jacket setting it down on the leather seat. I clung to Dalton chatting with him as Enzo thought it was the time for the like of the day as he called it. It was one of those stupid habits that we had going on as kids and it kinda stuck with us and Enzo was the one with the shittiest and corniest jokes. I braced myself to hear one of his dad jokes, Dalton was holding in his laugh at the eager look on his brother's face already. "What do you call a joke without a punchline?"

No way. The two men immediately burst out laughing, not little chuckles, but full-blown, can’t-breathe laughter. Jefferey nearly doubled over while Joseph wasn’t much better. “The pranker got pranked,” Jefferey said, wiping tears from his eyes.

"But I've got a few more. Are you ready for another one?" I nod, and he continues. "Okay, here's one."What do you call a sheep that's been sheared twice?" Iskander asks. I think for a moment, and then I say, "A sheared sheep?" He nods his head. "You're getting very good at this," he says. "One more joke, and then I'll let you go. Okay?" I nod, and I lean forward, eager to hear the last joke. "Okay, here's the last one. What do you call a sheep with no head?" I try to think of an answer, but I'm stumped. "Come on, you can do it," Isksnfer tells me as he looks into my eyes searching for the answer. I smile and shake my head signifying a no answer. "The answer is, no-brainer," Iskander says. I

"Man, what did you just say?" The guy scoffs and repeats. "Stupid slut!" CJ laughs. "Please tell me it's me you called that." The guy scoffs. "It's your cheap whore right there..." "That's funny bro!" CJ laughs and the Indian guy joins in and now they are both laughing. "See you around bro..."

Then, I saw what he did next, and it was pure madness. He laid the child Susie had given birth to right next to my body and cranked the sauna to an unbearable 180 degrees. My eyes were wide open in shock. Chester was trying to cook himself alive! The most shocking thing was that Chester, out of pure selfishness, had actually suffocated Susie's own child. I could only watch as the child was transformed into a mummy, just as I had been. At that moment, Chester pretended to scream, "Oh, my baby!"

I would do the same to them, though, and have to wait my turn. We joked and roasted each other on everything as long as they were alive. While the receivers of the roast get to defend themselves and roast the others, the odds are usually not in their favour. We drew a line when it came to death. When Max lost his parents seven years ago, Sir had over a dozen jokes, but we didn't let him, not only because it was crude and slightly insensitive but also because Max would have shifted his jaw. "I live," I replied and flashed him my middle finger.