Deer Blind Dad Jokes Novels & Stories

Dad apologizes sarcastically. "With this handsomeness, you didn't notice me?! Father, you're really old, your eyesight got worse," Drake said in disbelief. Tsk. He is so boastful. "You are handsome?" Dad asked in disbelief and looked at Drake from head to toe and scoffed. "Oh please drake! Stop joking around, it ain't funny. You're the one who has poor eyesight. I'm even more handsome than you" said father and smirked at Drake "Father, don't fool me. We all know that among the two of us I'm more handsome than you because I'm the youngest. You don't have any appeal anymore. So I won't be surprised if one day mother replaces you for a younger one." Drake mocked dad.

It's just that my dad is always joking around when he's at home but one should also be serious in life and my dad looks even more funnier when he does that. "I don't know!", I answered and frowned. I really didn't know why my mom is being so excited like that! "I know!", dad whispered and motioned at me to lean a little bit forward. "Your mom found a new best friend who is as insane as she is and they would like to live happily ever after!", he whined girlishly and tried to imitate mom's voice. The keyword being tried here! He failed lol! He actually sounded like a newborn koala!

, I said, my lips almost tearing apart for smiling too hard. " You're welcome dear", mom said. " Mom?" " What is it?" she rolled her eyes, chewing what was in her mouth. " You're not dad". " Says who? I and your father are one", she said, mimicking the voice of the monkey priest in The Lion King movie. We burst out in laughter. The sound of laughter made the aroma of the pancake more pleasing.

"Hello dad, I've missed you. How are you doing?" "I'm doing great. You?" There was a small pause and then he continued. "Congratulations on getting your art sold. Though I would have loved to have my face on the canvas." He said with a small chuckle. I laughed at his comment. "Yours will be next, dad. Remember Mr. Blackwell looks like an action movie actor...easy to draw." I lied. "Alright, I'm no longer jealous. How's the school? Do you like it and do you like London?"

Jethro coughed and drank a lot of water after hearing his dad. “Dad.” I laugh at him. “Well, sorry son if I spill your se--” “That’s enough dad!” He used the fork to point his dad. We just laugh at him. Why is he taking this very seriously? “I’m not saying anything else now.” His dad raised both hands in surrender. “Chill down Jethro. It’s just a joke.” They all stop and look at me like I’m the only person who doesn’t know what they are talking about. That’s a bit creepy. Their eyes are looking at each other as if they are talking without words.

my father said while trying to stifle his laughter. "Yeah. You sounded really convincing, honey. I was about to sedate you with nitrous oxide if you hadn't stopped. Ha ha ha!" mom joined in on the conversation with another one of her dentist jokes. The laughing gas joke being one of her particular favorites. "It was a joke? Whew! You had me going there for a while," I took a deep breath before I continued, "So you're not mad that I just got home now?" "Of course not! You already told us that you were coming home late. Besides, we trust you completely sweetheart," dad answered.

Mr Leon breathed out the words laboriously. “How can you still joke at a time like this?” Sarah queried, her voice a mix of reprimand and joy. She sniffed and managed a smile. Mr Leon lifted his gaze to DJ. “Dad.” DJ called in a hoarse voice. Mist covered his eyes and he blinked the tears back. “Not you too. What is it? My funeral?” Mr Leon joked again. “C'mon, dad.” DJ moved closer. Standing opposite his mother, he placed his hand over his father's other hand.

However, me and my mom got creative just to poke fun at the old man. The funny thing about this whole selective amnesia thing is that me and my mom have the power to laugh at dad’s picture whenever and however we want. We made this backstory that dad died in a stampede at a strip club and while it’s pretty hilarious, it’s also ironic because dad just left us for his stripper woman. “Some hateful bitch sprayed something on my eye at work.” I spat. “HAHAHA, for real?” Jayler was laughing and it’s nice to see him like that. “What did you do?”

" Actually dad, bhai has a surprise for you." " Shut up !! Sid. " I said glaring at him and he laughed. " What is the surprise?? " Dad looked at me with amusement. " Dad, it is a surprise... " Sid said. " You have found a new mom for yourself, who cooks amazing food ? " He said and laughed at his own joke. My dad has a weird sense of humor... " Hey, dad bingo !!! You are quite close.. " Sid said. My dad chocked on his food... I shook my head and gave water to him.

This time, there was no way out. He dragged me toward the door, my feet stumbling to keep up, my arm screaming where he gripped it. I was still trying to explain. “Dad, I did not do it. Uncle Ray miscounted. Brady made it up. I did not give anyone a reason to laugh at you.” “Did not do it? Brady saw it with his own eyes, and you are still denying it?” Dad wrenched the front door open. Cold air rushed in. “I will teach you a lesson right now so you never forget what it feels like when people laugh at you.”