Novel & Cerita Dark Humor Stories

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 gave him a tightlipped smile that trembled with nerves. “That would be lovely”, he smiled back at her and kissed her knuckles gently, “But you do realize that this is a suicide mission?”, she clarified, “Absolutely”, they both burst into a fit of laughter at his reply. To other people, they would have looked like lunatics as they laughed over something that was not funny in anyway, but to them, they shared an interest in dark humor and found the situation they were in funny. “What excuse are we using this time?”, Sarah smirked at him, knowing his reply would be very clever as always,

A childhood visual of the old witch from the library Hansel and Gretel book pops into my head and only increases the giggles I exude. “I hope not, I’m barely grown, and she might add me to tonight’s menu. I’m too big for an oven!” I point out between snorts of stupid laughter and Meadow caves and starts giggling too, lightening our whole mood. I guess the tension and the heavy weight of this journey has us strung out enough, that even a lame joke like this has enough power to break the strings and have us erupt. It’s needed, between us, this bonding over awful jokes.

“Fair enough. Just… don’t let nowhere steal too much of your time.” Hours passed. They worked side by side, and though the problems were dense, Ethan had a way of making them feel lighter. He filled the quiet with ridiculous stories; exaggerated tales of grad school mishaps, of a research partner who once tried to dry a hard drive in a microwave, of the time he fell asleep in a lecture and woke up giving a presentation he didn’t remember agreeing to. Leah found herself laughing more than once, even shaking her head as she tried to focus. “You know,” she said, lips twitching, “you sound less like a researcher and more like a stand-up comedian.”

He looked calm as though he was talking about a trivial matter. "Well..." The dozen or so Dark Iron Wolf Dark Races were all stunned. "Haha!" Next, the dozen or so Dark Iron Wolf Dark Races let out loud laughter. "Human, do you know? This is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life!" An Iron Wolf laughed with tears in his eyes. He held onto his stomach as he laughed towards Lucas.

“Do you like jokes?” “I do,” I said. He told me one about a duck in a library that made no sense and made perfect sense because he laughed so hard at the end that he forgot the last word and had to start again. Emma rolled her eyes and said she had a better one, and then her punchline was the same as Eli’s by accident and they both laughed until Stella smiled, and I had to look down for a second because the feeling in my chest was too much. When the laughter faded, Emma picked at a crumb and looked up. “Where do you live?”

When my joke lands she tilts her head back to laugh, shaking her head as she looks at me. "You're ridiculous." She says. "You're smiling." I respond. She gives me that warm look again and I wonder what's going through her mind at this moment. "You got any other ones?" She asks and I wrack my brain for any other dad jokes. "Um... The circus lion ate the clown but didn't finish." I say. "Why?" She asks. "Because he tasted funny." I respond and Harper chuckles again. "More." She teases, but I just shrug.

That person will turn into a beast, and he’ll only be able to watch, unable to do anything. Until one night, when Harbinger of Doom, the girl in his previous team, suddenly sent Andy a list of 60 hilarious jokes. Andy had been puzzled and nonchalant reading them at first, but as time went on, the jokes began to affect him, and he loosened up. Soon, Andy found himself laughing, and before he realized it, he calmed down and fell asleep. Surprisingly, it happened the next day and the day after. Before Andy realized it, he found himself expecting the jokes more and more. After all, they helped him calm down and forget his sorrow, even if it was for a brief moment.

he offered, his voice friendly, disarming. He didn't seem threatening, just a little shy. He started to talk, a low, easy stream of words, pointing out constellations, then transitioning to stories about the mischievous squirrels that terrorized his flowerbeds. He seemed intent on lightening the mood, his voice a balm in the quiet night. He told a joke about a talking shrub that kept giving bad dating advice to the statues. It was a silly, innocent joke, completely out of place in this world of dark secrets and dangerous ambitions, and to my surprise, a genuine, unbidden laugh bubbled up from within me.

My usual energy was completely drained. Lillian, mistaking my fatigue for sadness, tried to cheer me up in the elevator. "Want to hear a joke? A wolf was heartbroken after a breakup. While hunting for food, he passed a wooden cabin and heard a father scolding his crying son, 'If you don't stop crying, I'll throw you outside to feed the wolf!' The wolf waited all night, but nobody came out. At dawn, the dejected wolf muttered, 'Men are such liars!'" I stared at her flatly. "That's not funny at all."