Dj Jokes Novels & Stories

"You have no idea–I was just joking around, but those disgusting guys went crazy asking me for your contact." The old me would have already been crying, asking her how she could do this to me, voice breaking. Not this me. My teeth clenched so hard they hurt. My whole body trembled with anger. I snatched the flyer out of her hand and slapped her across the face. Tara screamed, clutching her cheek in disbelief. "You hit me? I treat you like my best friend, and you can't even take a joke anymore?" Best friend? I let out a cold laugh.

Bright and early the next day, I showed up at the office as usual. I ignored the whispers and stares, and made a beeline for my desk to start clearing it out. That was when Lily waltzed over, oozing fake sympathy. "Janice, can't you take a joke? "Come on, it was just a little toilet cleaning. Why'd you have to go and tell Mr. Hoffman you're quitting? No need to blow things out of proportion. "Look, I'll even dip into my own wallet and toss you a little extra cash to make up for it.

Well, Dillon could agree with that, for sure. "You talk like the worn out joke 'Time to get a watch' has contributed to the advancement of modern society and culture." Dillon scoffed. "Tell me it ain't a classic joke! That's why it's been so grievously overused since the beginning! Duh, idiot!" "Ugh! I can picture yer beer gut and toupeé already, Daddy!"l "Remember earlier today, when I said I knew you were gonna be insufferable? SHIT, DUDE! I think I'm a psychic!" Tony exclaimed in mock revelation.

Tony just hoped against hope that Dillon wouldn't feel guilty about all of it later. It had started to get late, so Tony let him pick out one more place. After a moment's thought he peered around and saw a Littman's Jewelers. He had apparently picked that store because it had the word 'lit' in it. Tony groaned at the horrible joke as they went inside. Millennials. Wait, wasn't he a Millennial too? If he was, he was a failure of one. Well, whatever Tony was, that didn't invalidate the fact that Dillon had a lot of bad jokes and puns. He was adorable though.

he said, "I would be in hot water. But there are a few chaps I'll share a good laugh with when I need it." "Oh really?" I asked, "They must be near your age. Sorry if that was rude! I just can't imagine a bunch of gray heads laughing at a joke." Now he did laugh. "You're quite right," he said, "I suppose they must be near enough in age, a little older here, little younger there," he shrugged casually, "Pfft, it's a party. Age doesn't matter." Better back off, Jenna. He already got weird once. Don't push it.

"Kaiden and Roman would have such a field day if they ever heard me telling something like that." "Well, good thing I'm not a dad. Hey, do you want to hear a joke about construction? I'm still working on it." I choke on my own saliva in an effort to groan louder than Dad, but I have to admit mom's lame jokes are taking my mind off the stinging pain and desire in my body. "Then there's the one about the clown who visited his cousin in Austra—" Dad opens his mouth to cut her off, but he's interrupted by a loud banging on the front door.

"Okay, just kidding! I'm sorry, I was joking, and didn’t you have a sense of humor? You can't even understand a joke?" Mr. Daniel, you don't like this type of talk even as a joke. I have a sense of humor and intelligence. Those jokes may appeal to you, but not me, especially when you say... She was silent. "what am I ? .." DANIEL raised his eyebrows and asked.

Rachel teased, smirking at him as she edged away from him slowly and he slowly approached her, showing her the tickle hands. "Not tickles please not tickles," Rachel muttered as she started to pick up the pace and he followed her with his full strength as she sprinted off her feets. At this point, the MC who was some comedic industry plant was telling some lame joke to people who were too rich to care, but willingly smiled and laughed for the camera. Made sense, because this event was being broadcasted in every station that mattered. "And what on God's earth brings a smile to your face? because I sure as hell know it ain't his dry as sahara jokes that make me thirsty and not even in the nice

"Thought you could use the exercise. You looked a little chunkier than the last time I saw you." "Prison suits you well asshole. Do the other pricks in here make fun of their sister's weight too?" Another chuckle and I find myself laughing along with him. It has been too many years since we have been able to do this. Jed is a lot like me, can think fast on his feet, especially for a joke. "I hate asking this, but what the hell has you so happy?" Jed's smile grows larger and I find myself smiling for no apparent reason as well. He looks truly happy and that in turn has my day already looking up.

At my sudden question, Cassius stared at me. “...” “Because their horns don’t work,” I said and chuckled. “...” He blinked his eyes as is he finally realized that I am saying a joke. But it felt awkward that he did not smile a bit. And so, I thought of another joke that made me laugh so hard before. “I g-got into a fight with someone last night and it was totally my fault.” “...” “Because I was asked what was on the TV. And I answered, dust.”