Funniest Adult Humor นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He said it in a childish tone. "Oh really, but I though your name was Caleb." Jazz replied playing along. "Oh no, I am not Caleb. He disturbs people who want to be left alone but ME, I am Mr. Laughter people enjoy my company." "Oh really?" "Yes." He said it continuing the same innocent tone in his voice. "Shall I tell you a joke?" "Please go on." "Once there was an old man who died at a very young age hahaha..." He ended his short joke with his own laughter

He huffed “We are adults after all." Rosalyn laughed loudly at him. “Shut up!" He blurted out before bursting into a fit of laughter too.

the man keeps interrupting "hey you shut the fuckup Fitsher, you're a gad`damn drunk, how many bottles would your sh*t belly take before you stop, with your chicken hands. What do you mean by "dem right!" (Big j mimicking his voice) I'm sure your mama is at the church singing halleluyah praise the Lord my son is a good man, not knowing he is an empty vessel! with chicken brains." "hahahaha." other men laughing at Fitsher "what are you laughing about?, (they all fell silent) you are all a disgrace!" Big j said.

He teased, even having the audacity to ruffle my hair. "I'm aware of that, Oldielocks." I rolled my eyes. "If I'm not mistaken, you should be retired now, or we should all be coming to your funeral." He let out a boisterous laughter at my remarks, making some of his Deltas widen their eyes in surprise. I bet they never thought he had a sense of humor. "Oh...that never gets old." He said, wiping some tears from his eyes. "I bet Nolan would have found this hilarious." ...and here we go again.

Lucas looked at the dozens of Wild Bull Dark Races in front of him and said, "Is there anything funny about this?" A Rank 5 Earth King Ranked Realm Wild Bull said to Lucas, "Human, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life. Don't you think it's funny!?" ...

Fear made intelligent men unbelievably stupid. My assistant tried hard not to smile. “The Baby Shark song made the humiliation worse, sir.” That made me laugh harder, I rubbed my forehead while shaking my head slowly. God. I almost wished I had stayed longer just to watch his face when the music started playing. I could already imagine it perfectly. The countdown ending, everyone panicking, then suddenly… Baby shark doo doo doo doo doo doo… I laughed so hard my chest actually hurt slightly. That idiot probably wanted the earth to open and swallow him whole afterward.

“My God, I don't think I've played that game since college, and frankly I'd like to keep it that way because some memories should remain buried.” “Perfect,” Maddie declared, pointing at him as though he'd accidentally strengthened her argument. “The greatest tragedy of adulthood is that everyone eventually convinces themselves they've become mature, emotionally evolved, and far too sophisticated for bad decisions, when in reality most people desperately need to do something stupid every once in a while for the sake of their mental health.”

' I say mentally. However, what I say, although it calms him down, doesn't make him feel embarrassed or angry, but rather, he laughs. And he doesn't laugh coldly, but, a genuine laugh, the kind you can't fake. Showing me that he does feel. That he can be happy. "I've never heard a joke as good as this one, wife. You should be a humorist," Helmut says wiping away a tear that escaped his eyes from laughing so hard. "What joke are you talking about?"

My fits of giggles turned into full-blown laughter thanks to my intoxication. Dark humor was just my type. “You are funny,” I said. “But seriously, what happened?” “I take upon boxing as fitness. I recently found out a friend of mine passed away. My emotions got ahead of me.” I frowned and my body slumped. “I am so sorry to hear that.” “Don’t worry,” he said. Feeling bad, I decided to change the topic. I waved down to the waiter and ordered another drink. It was delivered not long after. No wonder he deflected so much and was a bit annoyed when I continued to pry. He lost someone important to him.

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