Dj Jokes Novels & Stories

Forgot to tell you sooner. He had sent me messages almost three hours ago. I smile and reply. Me: That’s Ok! Sorry I didn't answer you sooner. I didn’t feel like attending, so I skipped. As we reach home, I behold myself to receive some lame one-liner about skipping classes. Some of his jokes are funny, but sometimes these are so stupid it makes me chuckle, wondering why does he even bother? “Did you know that a waffle on a California beach is called a Sandy Eggo?” He had tried this joke last evening.

“Yeah well, my sleeping pattern has been off-balance lately, so it's only natural that my eating habits will change too. And geez, I can't help being hungry all the time.” “I think you should cut back on the food a little. At this rate, you'll end up being the biggest person I know.” He teased, poking her belly. “You're such a dick.” “But you still love this dick.” “Are you serious right now? Tell me, does it look like I’m in the mood for any of your crap?” “Whoa, it was just a joke.” “Don't joke like that. Some jokes that are funny, right? And others that are just not ok. Guess which category yours falls into.”

I laughed out nervously. DJay chuckled again and leaned on the table while drinking his own water. "I've seen worse things, we're good," he said while offering just a hint of a smile. "I need to work on my skills, however, if someone as unskilled as you, saw through it so quickly."

“Leonard, my guy, you talk sense… when you are drunk.” “Correction, my brother,” Jakes chimed in, his voice heavy but cheerful. “Leonard talks nonsense when he is sober, and sense when he is drunk.” He leaned back, laughing at his own joke, nearly tipping his chair over. Vivian gasped, tugging Adrian’s arm. “Did you hear him? Jakes! You almost fell!” “Almost doesn’t count,” Jakes replied, wagging his finger and chuckling. “Close is not enough.”

Danny let out his famous thunderous laugh making the girls laugh with him. "Seriously, did you remember the first time we went to one of those dingy bars for beers? damn, I almost have to drag you girls out of there with all those old men looking at both of you drooling with those very short shorts I told you girls not to wear." They all laugh and Blair had to actually hold her stomach from laughing too much and told them to stop with the jokes. "You guys! Slow down, I haven't laughed this much in years!" But she was laughing her ass off enjoying the sunny warm afternoon with her very best of friends.

Come on, I'll take three shots as punishment—consider it a toast to you and Macy! Todd stood to the side, his expression shifting between anger and panic. He stared at me intently, as if I were the cheating wife, the disgust in his eyes practically spilling over. Looking at the bunch of fools in front of me, I couldn't even be bothered to be angry. I turned my head and glanced at Terrence. He'd worked under Dad for 20 years. There was no way he'd be able to tolerate anyone insulting me like this. He suddenly raised his hand, about to slap Miguel across the face.

Jeff jokes around and laughs his ass out. “Shut up,” “Shut up!” Both Seid and I yell at his not-so-funny joke.

JB went on with his satirical jokes. As he said so, he went beside Shinwoo and slowly unzipped his pants. The poor guy tried to resist but was held firm by the others. He grunted and cried as his bareness came to lose. My friends laughed as JB held his manhood and forced it in the measuring cup.

He revels in it, his laughter echoin' through the room, fillin' the space with a twisted sense of joy. “Ya an asshole,” I mutter, unsure of what else to say, feelin' the weight of the situation pressin' down on me. “Oh, I’m hurt!” Joker exclaims, his hand flyin' up to his heart in mock agony. “Ouch,” he adds with an exaggerated pout, clearly enjoyin' every second of this. I roll my eyes at his theatrics. “I might need to tell my daughter ya bad for 'er,” he laughs.

Harry responded. There were some moments of silence. “Well, tell me the joke Sidney, I wanna be in”. Miss Diaz said with her eyes fixed on me. “The thing is, the joke doesn’t really make much sense when taken out of the context” I said awkwardly, scratching the nape of my neck. “Hmm I see” miss Diaz responded flatly. “Do you wanna hear a funny joke Harry?” Harry leaned in intently, and I found myself doing so too Miss Diaz’s voice went down in whisper “ Sidney can’t drive”