Dj Jokes Novels & Stories

"Okay! Okay! I will stop, but that joke of yours isn't good. Aren't there any more funny jokes?" I sat down next to Shin again. "I still have a lot of jokes," I replied. "Okay let me hear," "Here is a knock-knock joke. Knock-knock," - Me. "Who's there?" - Shin. "Tank," - Me. "Tank, who?" - Shin. "You're welcome!" Shin and I both poker-faced to that joke at the same time so I immediately drew a long line on it. "Knock! Knock!" - Me.

Easter frowned trying to think but then shook her head negatively. "An impasta!" With that, they both started laughing making Sarah stare at the man dumbfounded. She heard this joke trillion times and she was sure this man must have used it many times as well but he was still laughing like a hyena. Darren looked up finding the woman he wanted to meet standing there with ridiculed expression openly telling him how lame his joke was. Sarah turned away from him grabbing the bags but watching her struggling with them he chuckled lowly standing up and making Easter look at him.

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.

“I literally just picked up my phone.” “Exactly.” Jordy let out a quiet laugh, shaking his head. “You’re annoying.” “And you like it.” Jordy didn’t argue that. They slipped into conversation easily, like they always did. Matt talked about random things, things that didn’t really matter but somehow felt important just because it was him saying them. At some point, Matt made a joke that caught Jordy off guard. Jordy laughed, a real one this time, dropping his head slightly. “You’re actually so stupid.”

Something unhurried and unperformed. "He used to make terrible jokes at breakfast," Dennis said. "Every single morning. The kind that weren't funny at all but he laughed at them so completely that you ended up laughing too." He paused. "He said laughter was the only honest currency. That you could fake money and power and even love. But you couldn't fake a real laugh." I looked at him. "He sounds like someone worth fighting for," I said. "He was," Dennis said quietly. I reached across and took his hand.

He sat down anyway and introduced himself, cracking lame jokes that didn't do him any favors. His jokes were so bad, one day I turned to him and told him he would never make a career as a stand-up comedian. He'd thrown his head back and laughed out loud after which he said at least it got my attention. And just like that, it became a routine - me walking to the park every day and Dan meeting me there and cracking his bad jokes.

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.

Jason joked to the man, which made Minche laugh. "I didn't think your friend's sense of humor was strong." Minche still laughs.

My smile widened as I mindlessly took off my jacket setting it down on the leather seat. I clung to Dalton chatting with him as Enzo thought it was the time for the like of the day as he called it. It was one of those stupid habits that we had going on as kids and it kinda stuck with us and Enzo was the one with the shittiest and corniest jokes. I braced myself to hear one of his dad jokes, Dalton was holding in his laugh at the eager look on his brother's face already. "What do you call a joke without a punchline?"

Okay, this shit got to stop, maybe I should try a joke or something? “Hello triple Ds” I say chuckling awkwardly and they just stand there not knowing what to say. “you know, because the names of the three of you starts with a D” I explain my bad joke. “Yah we got it” Dylan says with a fake chuckle, okay, maybe that joke can still be saved. “I’m a double D myself” I say laughing liking my own joke and all their eyes instantly go to my breasts. I choke in my laughter when Derek lets out an angry growl and I sink further inside my hoodie while Dylan starts counting the specks of dust on the floor and Dean find the light fixtures very interesting all of a sudden.