Deep Thought Funny Novels & Stories

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.

“There it is. I knew it. You’re secretly funny. It’s just buried under all that gloom.” “I’m not funny,” I muttered. “You are. Tragic and broody, sure — but funny.” I covered my face with my hands. “Please stop talking.” “Can’t,” he said brightly. “It’s a flaw. I talk too much when I’m nervous.” “You’re nervous?” “Extremely. You’re the most interesting person I’ve met in a long time. And I’m sitting here trying to make you laugh while also wondering if I should’ve left you alone.”

She had an amused smile plastered on her face, like she was joking about adding too much sugar in my coffee. It took me a moment to recover before I finally replied, "Of course not. I don't even like bars. I was starting to get really scared if I had a doppelganger whom you might have seen instead." Why the fuck did I say that?? Now this weirdo would think I found her very expensive and not so funny prank, amusing. Melanie clapped her hands once, "See?! I think we both have the sense of humor. Oh my goodness, you Moonlight Pack folks are too serious to take a joke. " She commented and started to chuckle.

The almighty joker finally said something serious. "Like seriously?" Said Daniel as David increased his laughter. "Why are you laughing?" Daniel asked as he felt his ears stand to listen to the answer to his question. "What's so funny?" Daniel asked. "Ever since I knew You, today is the first day in my life I ever saw you talk so serious." David said as he burst into laughter for the second time. Daniel, hearing David, he sighed and spoke. "Oh! That's why you are laughing?" He Said. He sighed for the second time before he continued talking.

His eyes fell to my phone as I looked at the picture of the apartment. It was funny I was doing something that I never expected to do. Maybe it was from disbelief, or maybe the thought that she was lost forever I couldn't quite say at that moment, in a way I felt I was ridiculous. I didn’t know, but I didn’t care ... .The Thought forced a laughter from me. My laughter was Softly, dark. The kind of laugh that has no good intentions or one that was fed up with the thought of life. It was the kind of laugh the walls of life don't forget more like I was doing it out of mockery.

He didn’t answer. He just looked at me. And then. He laughed. Slow at first. Deep. Rich. That dark kind of laugh that wasn’t funny at all but still sounded like it came from somewhere inside his chest, like whatever was going on in his head had officially short-circuited and now he was just laughing to keep from snapping. I blinked. What the fuck?

"He's sweeping the streets at this age? And it's only 4:30 am! Axel is so inhumane. Doesn't he care about old people? Poor old man. Does he not have a pension? Don't his children care about him?" I was thinking about this when the live chat started going wild again. "I'm losing it. Why does Heidi always manage to hit the nerve every time?" "Hahaha! Has she seriously not found any useful info all day? Didn't Delicious tell her the taboo?" "Don't mention kids or pensions to this old man!" I couldn't see the live chat, but I could clearly feel the ground shaking. An earthquake was coming. The earth cracked open. At the same time, the old man's eyes turned blood red, and his veins bulged.

THIRD PERSON Sofia sat behind her desk, legs crossed, the soft hum of the air conditioner filling the quiet office. Her laptop was open, but not on any document. N*****x ran in full screen. Some ridiculous comedy series, the kind she would have once called trash, but today she couldn’t stop laughing. She leaned back in her chair, sipping her coffee, eyes half on the screen. “Oh, come on,” she muttered to herself, laughing when one of the characters tripped over a cat. “You idiot. How are you even still alive?”

safe, content, happy. A wave of laughter erupted as Brian launched into another one of his jokes, his infectious humour washing away any lingering stress. For a blissful while, the world outside ceased to exist, replaced by the joy of my shared silliness. A forgotten warmth spread through me, the simple pleasure of laughing with Brian a rediscovered treasure, thanks to the movie.

Nivea's POV: Looking into his eyes all I could see was adoration and love. I sighed thinking about it. In a few days we will be mated and there will be nothing that can come between us. We walked downstairs and turned on a TV show, The Walking Dead. We were on Season 2 Episode 5 when Keenan got a mindlink and his face immediately changed from content to upset. "Whats wrong?" I asked. "It's my dad. He's requesting us in his office with him and my mother as soon as possible. I think something is wrong. " He stated with a grim tone.