Dark Jokes About Orphans Novels & Stories

A message bubble lit up under his name, cheerful and oblivious. Just another one of his dry, stupid jokes—something about his dinner being so terrible he was convinced the restaurant was trying to assassinate him with undercooked chicken. He'd probably attached one of those ridiculous GIFs he was always finding, something animated and silly that was meant to make me laugh.

I couldn't help it; I let out a snort that turned into a genuine laugh. "That is terrible, Jovan! Seriously, that is a peak corporate dad joke." Jovan laughed along with me, clearly pleased. "Hey, it worked. You’re laughing. You’ve been wound up like a guitar string since yesterday." "A guitar string about to snap?" I teased back. "Close enough," he replied, watching me with an expression that was softer than I’d ever seen. I wiped a stray tear from the corner of my eye. For the first time since the terror started, I felt light. The weight on my shoulders had been lifted, replaced by the simple comfort of a shared meal and a bad pun.

Although it was not on record that he killed, murdered, raped or extorted anyone unjustly, but if anyone offends him so much that he says to his followers, ‘no mercy’ then the person would be rendered useless for life whichever way he chooses. He was simply naughty and mischievous by nature. Vera snatched her hand from his grip, which he had grabbed mid-air and spitting out some funny words to him “you dare not touch me now, if you do, Martins will deal with you.” Rohan had never heard such a funny joke in his entire life. Of all the people who can deal with him was Martins. It was the joke of the century; it was so funny to him that he laughed out so hard that his assistant Omar who was on

“You’ve been drinking too much of that newly made whiskey. Beside don’t use such expensive joke on my human child, she’s just human Fredrick. I doubt that, Fredrick added in his thoughts.

Rohan who had been introduced as Jay's older brother said, then winked at her. "If wishes were horses." Sana said. "And I don't want to be on the same team as you, you disgusting man child." Charlie snapped. "Oh baby, you know you want a piece of this." He leered. "I don't know who's more gross, Warren or you." Sana shuddered. "Hey! What did I do?" Warren protested. "Better check your pocket for used condoms." Charlie laughed, Jay and Sana joining in. It must have been some sort of inside joke, but with how leaky these people's mouths were, I was sure the rest of us will know all about it before the day ended.

“But, I mean, if you’re that desperate, bro, I don’t mind jerking you off. Charity work. For old times’ sake.” I stared at him. Deadpan. For a full three seconds. Then I said, voice flat as asphalt, “Even as a joke, that wasn’t funny.” He threw his head back and howled while Ellis choked on his beer, coughing and laughing at the same time, tears actually forming at the corners of his eyes. It wasn’t fun being the fucked-up sideshow. I took one last drag then crushed the joint out in the ashtray so hard the glass cracked.

“ We grew up to the orphanage together and from a young age, we fell in love. Of course! It's because of my handsome face. “ I deliberately closed my eyes then open it again. I slowly pinched his waist that causes him to let some soft curse out of his mouth. “ There are always a lot of air in your head… “ I mumbled but later on, my lips stretched a smile on its own. “ You’re with no doubt, a crazy person. “ I added then hugged him again. I know that he just want to lighten our feelings by using some intentional jokes. Though he is cold outside, but he’s actually a soft-hearted person.

" Some seniors...they teased me that I don't have a dad. I told them that we lost you but they said I was lying and my mom got me from orphane... Mom, what was that word? Orphage? " What the hell!!

The man who created the joke was Nate Brighton. “No wonder I’ve smelled something disgusting, there is trash here apparently,” Nate sneered, followed by the laughter of his two friends. “Hey, did you forget to tell your clerk to clean,” his blonde friend sneered . “Hmm, they cleaned up earlier, but the trash show up again,” Nate explained. “Looks like your luxury car collection is very shiny and makes a hobo seem enchanted,” his long-haired friend said. “Nate, I think you need to be generous with him. Just give a little of your money to that beggar!” Nate’s friend exclaimed and mocking Nicko.

Orian's pov Amara had to be a harlequin or a self-employed clown. She had to be one of the funniest people I have met since I got out of prison and I do not think I would meet a funnier person till I leave the earth. She almost made me laugh as we journeyed. "Grump." She called looking down at me from the horse as I strode beside her while she rode, "I am out of bread." "Okay, Gretel." I snorted, "You think we are going to find a cottage made of sweets now with a witch in it threatening to bake us for dinner?"