Fill In The Blanks Funny Story Novels & Stories

A guy in a tie-dye poncho stood up and announced, “Okay, I’m just gonna freestyle a riddle, like off the dome.” Everyone booed in delight. “Do it!” He cleared his throat dramatically. “I’m tall when I’m young, and short when I’m old. What am I?” Katherine whispered to Kingsley, “Is it a candle?” He raised his brows. “You’re on fire.” She smiled slightly. “Literally.” Back at the circle, the group had already guessed it. Then came another: “What can fill a room but take up no space?” Several people called out guesses. Someone finally got it—“Light.”

Max smiles, “You build blanket forts, you tell jokes, you know how to ballroom dance.” “I don’t tell jokes,” I explain. “Chad said you do. Lucy told him some of the jokes. It made them laugh,” Max replies. Curious, he asks, “Could I hear one?” I shake my head, “It was corny jokes to cheer her up is all. It was, “Why did the scarecrow win an award? Because he was outstanding in his field.” Things most kids hear on a playground.” Max looks disappointed. Taking a deep breath, I say, “A cheeseburger walks into a bar and orders a beer. The bartender says, “Sorry, we don’t serve food here”.”

, he stuttered. “ You skipped school and went to where?” I asked, coming closer to him to intimidate him, and it was surely working. “ I …….. I……..”, his eyes were moving about, his brain obviously trying to come up with a lie, “ I went to the amusement park, okay, I went to the amusement park. I was so stressed from school activities and I just needed a day off”, he blurted, coming up with such an unbelievable lie. A typical cock and bull story. It would've been much believable if he said that he saw a white elephant, rather than him going to the amusement park.

And I swear, something moves in my chest. We eat the rest of the food slowly. Talking about random things. She tells me about a silly dream she had once, where she was a mermaid princess being chased by a jellyfish army. I tell her about the time I tried to impress Dove by doing a backflip and landed on my nose. We laugh so hard we almost choke on the sweet corn. When the plates are empty, she leans back. "Okay. That was surprisingly good. I’ll give you credit." "Surprisingly? I’m offended."

“Let me guess. The time I fell out of a tree trying to rescue a cat?” “And get stuck yourself,” he finished, his grin widening. “Yep, that one made the highlight.” “Unbelievable,” I muttered. “Anything else?” “Oh, plenty,” he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Like the time you tried to ride a bike down a flight of stairs because, and I quote, ‘It’ll totally work.” I groaned louder, hiding my face in my hands. “Why does he share the most humiliating stories?” “Because they’re funny,” he said, his tone light but teasing. “And, if I’m being honest, kind of impressive. I mean, you survived riding a bike down stairs. That’s bold.”

Connery asked. Harry drew his phone out of his pocket. “A message?” They marvelled. “It’s not even turned on. How is that even possible?” “Give it here!” Meguitte took it from their hands. Connery leaned over her shoulder as they both read the screen. “Five little piggies went to market one day, Two got a lost along the way. To school the red one went, Whilst the blonde one was sent To meet with a bird of prey, But our talons helped him get away.

Roy couldn’t help it and he fell to the seat, laughing. He knew the punch line of course, but it still made him double over, literally. Bryan nudged him with an elbow, even as his smile widened at the picture he created, “Finish the joke.” He strived to control his laughter, “So John takes a deep breath and says to the Jinn, “I want all Jack and Jim to be with me because they are my only friends.” He bit his lip to stop his laughter from escaping his lips, “And poof! Jack and Jim were returned to the island. Jack with his clothes off and Jim with a slice of pizza in his hands. And the Jinn says, ‘there you go. You all got your wish.”

“It’s pretend tea!” Megan bites her lip, trying not to laugh. I sigh and bring the cup to my lips. “Delicious.” Elena beams. “Now tell me a story.” I blink. “What?” She folds her arms. “You’re my Daddy. Daddies tell stories.” Megan’s shoulders shake with silent laughter. I run a hand through my hair. “Uh… once upon a time, there was a very scary man. People feared him, but deep down, he—”

Holly suggested they tell stories to pass the time. Isabella started, recounting a funny story from her childhood about getting stuck in a tree while trying to rescue a cat. Holly followed with a tale of her own, involving a disastrous attempt at baking a cake that ended with the fire department showing up. When it was Maxwell's turn, he hesitated. "I don't have any funny stories." Holly nudged him playfully. "Come on, Maxwell. There's got to be something." Maxwell thought for a moment, then began to speak. "Alright, but don't laugh. When I was a kid, I was terrified of thunderstorms. Every time one hit, I'd hide under my bed with my favorite stuffed animal, a rabbit named Mr. Fluffy."

he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement. She raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What is it?" she asked, her voice curious. Mino took a deep breath, launching into a ridiculous tale about the time he accidentally superglued his shoes to the floor during a school assembly. He mimed the actions, making her laugh with his silly gestures. As he told the story, Mino's face contorted with exaggerated expressions, his voice rising and falling with comedic timing. He was a natural-born storyteller, and she found herself giggling uncontrollably at his antics.