Dirty Joke Of The Week 소설 & 이야기

Ademola attempted another joke but this one didn't sell. "Guy, that was fücking dry na." Kayode grimaced disapprovingly at Ademola who wouldn't stop laughing at his own dry joke. "Dude, stop laughing. The joke didn't make any sense fa." Ayomide chided and Ademola stopped laughing for once. Henry kissed his teeth and plopped back down to his bed, laying on it as he stared at the ceiling of their room.

She shook her head. “Nothing.” But she knew they wouldn’t buy it. “It’s just… just a joke I read.” “Seriously. What joke?” Justin asked, raising a challenging brow at her. Shit! She had to make up a joke really quickly. She cleared her throat. “N-not all men are annoying. Some are dead.” She faked an angelic smile on her face. “Ha-ha. That’s really funny,” Justin said, faking a laugh. Then in a more serious tone he said, “You know, technically speaking, it’s office hours. But don’t think of me as your boss. Think of me as your cousin—who could fire you.”

I asked him confused and amused " Ohh you started with your stupidity!? Huh!?" He facepalmed himself then said," WORKSHEETS, MISTAKES, PUNISHMENT, 1MINUTE FOR EVERY MISTAKE." " Ohh ohh I got it now." I said smiling awkwardly I murdered the joke badly! " Yeah, good Nerd but so stupid." He said " Whatever... Have a good time with your lovely sister this weekend." I teased smirking " What? Why should I? Why are you smirking?" He acted

"What do you call a one legged hippo?" "What?" "A HOP-po! Get it? A HOP-po? Ha-ha!" I laughed at my very funny joke. I don't get why Nathalie didn't laugh, I mean, it was pretty hilarious. So, It's been a week that I didn't go to school due to my situation, and now I'm ready to face the same boring class with the same boring teachers. "You've been gone for a week and now you've come back with a punchline? Unbelievable." Rhea slammed the tray filled of food on our table.

I burst out laughing so hard I nearly choked on my soda. Jenna looks deeply unimpressed. “Yeah, real fucking funny,” she mutters, side-eyeing both of us. “Keep laughing, you bunch of soggy mofos. I’ll remember this when you two need someone to body a man for you in public and I’m too busy teaching spin hooks to felons named Big Maria.” Dawn snorts into her drink. “You’d thrive in there, don’t lie.” “Shut up,” Jenna says, but she’s already smiling.

Why call me nerd every damn time ? I hated that word !! “None of your damn business, dumb fvck,” I replied, the anger coming from somewhere else. He smelt like oh gawd, did he sleep with the entire female university population here ? “Wow, you called me dumb. That is the joke of the century,” Lex laughed out loud while slapping his knee dramatically. Drama Queen, ughh !

Thank God for Hawaii. I tried my best not to stare, but he caught me every time I was gawking at him. I really had to work on that. And as always, he used every opportunity available to make dirty jokes or poke fun out of my virginity. Like this one time, we were just chilling on the sofa, watching TV. He was eating dried cherries – healthy snacks, of course for the athlete—when he suddenly turned to me and said, "You know what I was thinking? Someone really needs to pop that cherry of yours before it's all dried up," while holding onto a dried cherry and popping it in his mouth. I responded by smacking his face with a throw pillow.

“Whatever you’re doing at ‘work’ tonight… hurry home. Both of you can fuck me senseless for all I care.” I snorted at my own joke, then immediately winced because yeah, that was a weird thing to say even alone. Little did I know how soon that joke was going to bite me right in the ass. And how much I was going to enjoy it when it did. [ You might be reading this wrong, but trust me, the real thrill is still ahead.^^]

Bradley Fry, my CEO husband, loves bringing his friends home for meals the most. He claims that this makes them feel like an actual family. As they drink in the feast I've whipped up for everyone, one of Bradley's friends comments smilingly, "I knew that you were a virtuous one, Emily! Now this is how the legitimate wife should act!" My expression doesn't falter as I ask in a half-joking manner, "Oh? Does Bradley have a spoiled and pampered mistress by his side, then?" His friends are stunned by my question. A trace of panic crosses their eyes simultaneously. But Bradley just wraps an arm around my shoulders with a smile. "Don't listen to their nonsense, Emily. Who else is worthy as my

I raised an eyebrow, "Butter who?" "It's butter if you don't know," he said cracking up laughing half way and I stepped aside to let him in, he bent down kissing my cheek which felt strange "I have a pizza joke too but it's not that funny. Ooh what smells nice? I have pizza, monopoly, and shit six dollar wine I picked up from ALDI, if we get poisoned, call triple zero, so have that on speed dial"