Dumb Funny Things Novels & Stories

the Vizsla's eyes narrowed. "Nope. You and your cast of 'Dumb and Dumber' have been treating us like idiots since we touched down at Ferenc Liszt International, so I'm pretending to be that simpleton sock-puppet just for you, Vizsla. You've added to that by heaping disrespect and derision on my people," I grinned.

“What’s your most embarrassing moment?” I groan. “You’re enjoying this already.” “Answer the question.” “Fine. I accidentally sent a shirtless gym selfie to my company’s group chat instead of my trainer. Got three thousand likes in five minutes.” She nearly chokes on laughter. “You’re joking.” “Swear on it.” She picks again—black. Dare. I tap my chin. “I dare you to… eat a spoonful of peanut butter and say ‘purple platypus’ five times.”

The room was filled with an infectious energy, a blend of friendship, humor, and the thrill of discovering life’s unpredictable beauty. As the night wore on, our conversation grew more relaxed and playful. We swapped stories of our most embarrassing moments, each tale wilder than the last. I recounted the time I had accidentally walked into the wrong classroom and sat through an entire lecture before realizing my mistake. Favour shared a hilarious anecdote about a disastrously overcooked dinner in her first shared apartment, and Gift boasted about her uncanny ability to misplace her phone even when it was in her hand.

He said this to me while stuttering and sweating profusely on his palm. I paused for a moment before smiling because I suddenly remembered an old joke. "What makes fowl so amusing?" Arthur arched his brow and couldn't come up with an answer. I cleared my throat and imitated how fowls make noise. "Becauseeeeee!!" I declared, making both of us laugh out loud.

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.

For an egg has cracked. Oh, it's just humpty dumpty. Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall Humpty Dumpty had a great fall All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn't put humpty together again. Daniell Jane Cruz, a 24-year-old lady who graduated college together with her friends. The thought it was the start of their journey as a now mature young people. But no. For their past has come back to haunt them. make them pay for what they did.

The curved section of the wall was nowhere near deep enough to offer her enough room to hide. Heh. He could not help but chuckle at such a humorous scene. The bodyguard was about to say something when he suddenly heard Odell’s chuckle. He asked with intrigue, “Master Carter, what are you laughing at?" “Nothing, I just thought of a joke." This only confused the bodyguard further. Before he could make sense of what was happening, Odell suddenly added, "There's this pig that thinks it’s the smartest pig in the world. In truth, it’s unbelievably stupid and clumsy, but it’s too stupid to even realize it.”

A clear voice cut him off. I slowly raised my hand and stood up from the back row. “I want to apply too.” The classroom went completely silent for a moment. Then it burst into laughter. “Xena? Is she crazy? She wants to take the provincial exam with a 20-point score?” “She’s just there to make up the numbers, right? Haha.” “She probably can’t even remember the formulas. She’ll just embarrass the school.” Mr. Watson’s smile froze. His brows came together into a deep frown.

Samuel could always crack the lamest jokes in the most monotone voice. The chat was laughing. [LOLOL. Professor Grant, you know your metaphors! I like crazy boyfriends!] [So, those four idiots were harassing Layla, and she should let a mad dog loose to deal with them? LMAO. The chaos! I love it!]

A dry, humorless chuckle slipped out of me. “Martin, I’ve been doing stupid things my whole existence. What makes you think I’m living a miserable life?” I turned my head and looked at him. “It’s not like I’m suddenly prone to it. I always make stupid decisions. Stupid choices.” I huffed weakly. “Because I’m stupid.” He let out a soft breath. “That’s… the most human thing a person can do, Diana,” he uttered softly. “It’s normal.” His fingers reached out, carefully brushing a loose strand of hair from my face before tucking it behind my ear.