Dark Humour Jokes Novels & Stories

I hit my head with my palm "stupid, so fucking stupid!" Tears were rushing down my eyes in their torrents. "Are you ok babes?" Kevin rushed up to me with a worried look on her face. I was heaving like a mad woman. She engulfed me in a hug. "I know that he is your man but are you not feeling a little too strongly for his dad?" That was Kevin, always looking for ways to lighten up the mood. Dark humor she always said makes the world go round. But I couldn't even laugh at the joke at this moment since I realized that I was the joke myself. For believing in Darius again and putting my heart on the line.

Heavy with shit we weren’t saying. I cleared my throat. “Alright. That’s enough depressing hospital talk. You know what would really make my day better?” He glanced at me, brows raised. “A really dumb joke.” Andrew blinked. Then tilted his head a little, lips twitching like he was fighting a smile. “A dumb joke?” I nodded, lips curving around the cigarette still hanging from my mouth. “Come on. Hit me.” He gave me a look—half skeptical, half amused. “Fine. What do you call a sad strawberry?”

Life’s so unfair, man. “What does a spoon matter when we’re literally stuck in the middle of the woods with invisible monsters, shady, bad men and whatever else creeps around here? Can you please, for once, use your brain and kick some sense in the gear?” He whisper-hisses, so red in the face, he reminds me of a tomato. “You could join a casting for vegetable commercials looking like this,” I remark and laugh at the brilliant joke my brain just reacted. Shit, am I not the funniest guy out there? Look at me - sense of humor, looks, body and an impressive spoon collection, I have it all, damn it. No wonder my little vixen couldn’t deny me.

Which is about the only thing we agree on. If Chris notices this dynamic, he doesn’t show it. Instead, he joins in as the leap from topic to topic which includes the latest page three model, women in gyms, dating and top gear. For almost two hours I persevere, struggling to detect a single witty remark among this poor excuse for schoolboy humour. Yet the last thing I want is to be dismissed as having no sense of humour. I redundantly stand with a smile on my face. You’d think this would be easy, but it’s not. Unlike Chris, who has tears rolling down his face, I find his friends about as hilarious as having a root canal done without any pain relief. “Jesus, they’re so funny,” laughs Chris. He

I joked lightly, and Serin rolled his eyes at my poor excuse of one. "Funny," he said humorlessly. I only cackled even harder. "No, seriously. You should step out of the corporate world and become a comedian with jokes like that." "Aw, come on, Serin." I followed him out of the house and into the backyard, where he walked out for some fresh air. "It was kind of funny, admit it!" "You need to admit yourself into a mental hospital with jokes like that." ###

Moreover, Hilda had been talking to one earlier. Hence, he smilingly said, "Dog's can't change their nature of eating feces. It's not a big deal." The 9th Old Master had personally spoken up. No matter how uncultured or vulgar the joke, everybody else had no choice but to accept it. Therefore, they laughed with him. Only Hilda looked like she was crying through her laughter.

“You are that missing daughter. You are the lost Heiress the company has been looking for over the years. I was able to find you through my thorough investiga…...” Now, this is the stupidest joke I've heard recently. I shouldn't laugh but I couldn't help it. I didn't let him finish before I interrupted him with my laughter. As though I wasn't the one who laughed just now, I suddenly furrowed my brows at him. “How could you come up with a joke like this with all that seriousness on your face?

Leaning on the counter, Jessie replied, "Find him a girlfriend. He can cook and make out at the same time. Problem solved." Ronny burst out laughing so hard his stomach hurt. "Jessie, that's hilarious! I'm definitely trying that next time." Jack couldn't help but laugh too when he saw Jessie laughing. Harry's eyes narrowed with amusement. "No one does deadpan humor like Jessie. She says it with a straight face but it's pure comedy gold." "I was being serious," Jessie said with mock seriousness. Ronny laughed even harder, shaking from head to toe with the garlic still in his hand.

This is the most goals joke as long as I've heard. "You're kidding, right? I swear! That's funny. Wow! If you join to stand up comedy, I make sure you can be the winner." "Na," said Mommy quietly. Chiko still showing his smile. "I'm serious and this is not a joke. You can tell the difference too, right?" Shit!

Hey Nate, Did you do a weird thing? Let's see. You read comments on an online support group, saw one that caught your interest, couldn't suppress the urge to talk to the girl that wrote said comment, sent her the oddest email she's ever read, and then decided to forget that he ever sent the email in the first place. Is that weird? I'll leave you to answer that for yourself. And yes, I do have a sense of humor. Usually the dark kind, but it's still humor nonetheless, isn't it? But nowadays, very few things make me laugh. So,I don't know what to make of it. Does that still count as having a good sense of humor?