Novel & Cerita Fiction Humor

Finally, I got a proper look at them: one was plus-sized like me, with long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes behind thick glasses, she remined me of my sisters; the other had deeper brown skin than mine, a height and body of a super model and a beautiful healthy afro. “Don’t let him get to you,” the second woman said with a warm smile. I sighed. “I shouldn’t have gone to that fast food in the first place. Why do people insult others and call this ‘dark humor’? What’s funny about cruelty and humiliation?” The slim woman’s expression hardened. “He’s a serial jerk—makes nasty comments about women he dislikes and flirts with the ones who fit his ‘type.’ His dad owns the place, so he acts like

Why does Aline always bring up my poverty every chance she gets? If this is a comedy show, Aline's jokes are stale and cringe-worthy. Repetitive jokes that bore the listener. "Hey, Luna, can I have a word?" I saw Fahgri waving his hand. And, strangely, I was heading that way, despite the fact that I knew this guy was a jerk. A jerk who is only in his head for sex. "What now, Fahgri? Ready to throw an insult my way too?" I told him bluntly and he grinned.

It might help if I get lost…or accidentally set the apartment on fire,” I teased, getting a hint of a smile that he buried by denying. "Or you'll probably starve the poor animal to death," he returned the joke, narrowing his gaze, making the lines of expression visible at the corners of his eyes. Since the incident in my bathroom we acquired the ability to joke when it came to Alzheimer's. Black jokes made the situation less overwhelming. He was the first person he could joke with like this. My friends didn't like it when he said things like that and found it cruel; what they didn't understand was that at the end of the day the one who would live in limbo would be me, and taking it so seriou

Too much happiness. Harry and Liam didn't start getting along right away it took a lot of time for them to be comfortable with each other and finally now they started to make little jokes with each other well mostly Liam after all the cold hulk named Harry kale don't know how to joke around anyways. "And you know then what happened the child peed hahaha," Liam told a sucked up joke and he was the only one laughing in the hallway. Amelia and his wife stared at him like he had gone crazy. While Xander closed his eyes feeling immense pain in his ears. Alexander's jaw dropped at how useless the joke was.

That wasn’t your name, and how the hell did you get bread guy to laugh? I returned to my post behind the counter and punched in the latest order. ‘Bread’s guy’s a French guy.’ I looked up at the deadpan face with a sweet smile. ‘So?’ I opened my palm and a hundred dollar bill slapped onto it, alongside a fuming knit of brows. Checking the note before slotting into my butt pocket, I murmured, ‘So I just made someone tell him a joke in French, and he laughed.’ ‘Wha-da fuck.’ Felix rolled his eyes. ‘And what sick joke is that?’

I laughed out loud at my sarcasm; I had that problem, I was one of those people that thought they were too funny and no one could top their humor. “What’s with you? Firstly you started crying out of the blue, and now you’re laughing on your own,” Yu Ri was amused. “Nothing, I was laughing at what you said,” I smiled. Lies! I was laughing at what I said!

Which is about the only thing we agree on. If Chris notices this dynamic, he doesn’t show it. Instead, he joins in as the leap from topic to topic which includes the latest page three model, women in gyms, dating and top gear. For almost two hours I persevere, struggling to detect a single witty remark among this poor excuse for schoolboy humour. Yet the last thing I want is to be dismissed as having no sense of humour. I redundantly stand with a smile on my face. You’d think this would be easy, but it’s not. Unlike Chris, who has tears rolling down his face, I find his friends about as hilarious as having a root canal done without any pain relief. “Jesus, they’re so funny,” laughs Chris. He

THIRD PERSON Sofia sat behind her desk, legs crossed, the soft hum of the air conditioner filling the quiet office. Her laptop was open, but not on any document. N*****x ran in full screen. Some ridiculous comedy series, the kind she would have once called trash, but today she couldn’t stop laughing. She leaned back in her chair, sipping her coffee, eyes half on the screen. “Oh, come on,” she muttered to herself, laughing when one of the characters tripped over a cat. “You idiot. How are you even still alive?”

she replied, still trying to process the unexpected humor. Fabian nodded, his face remaining impassive. "Yes, I have a peculiar sense of humor. I find it amusing to deliver jokes with a deadpan expression. It keeps things interesting, wouldn't you agree?" Stellina couldn't help but laugh, relieved that her impression of Fabian's comment was misconstrued. "Indeed, Fabian. Your deadpan humor definitely caught me off guard. I appreciate the levity in this serious situation."

His arms tighten looking for my acceptance of his apology. "I understand. You're a man in demand. This is the part where you have to save the Internet by pressing buttons on your laptop, right?" Finn relaxes his grip a little at my joke. "Kind of, but I type fast. Some might even say I'm a speeding bullet." Even I catch his Superman reference and groan at the horribleness of it, but it's nice to hear one of his nerdy jokes again. Maybe nothing is wrong after all.