Romans & histoires Funniest Dark Humor Jokes

he said, shrugging. I giggled at that statement. “The hottest thing that’s ever happened to you? Yeah right, you’ve probably slept with over a hundred different girls and done goodness knows what with them and to them, and you didn’t even get my top off before I freaked out,” I said sarcastically, feeling like an idiot. He didn’t need to lie to make me feel better.

"Ms. Sampson's villa isn't home for the homeless. They're your parents, aren't they, Felix? Figures. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Ugh, I can still smell the mud on them." Rage flared within my heart, but I held it back and quickly wiped the water off my in-laws. Diane had a short fuse. She would not stand for this insult, so she snapped, "And who are you supposed to be, you uneducated swine? How dare you call Felix a homeless man!" Zack did not hold back. Instead, he pressed on the attack. He picked up a ceramic ornament and hurled it at Diane. I deflected it with my hand, and the ornament grazed me.

The dark humor was so perfectly Jaxx that I couldn't help but laugh. I burst out laughing, the sound bright against the lingering tension in the room. The absurdity of his grim humor never failed to catch me off guard, to remind me that beneath the violence and the control, there was a man who made me laugh in the darkest moments. Jaxx just shrugged, completely unbothered by his own dark wit, though a small smile played at his lips, softening the hard lines of his face.

"Did Vanessa say that the chairman's daughter is a kept mistress? That's the biggest joke I've ever heard!" Right then, Terrence couldn't hold it in any longer and finally let out a cold laugh. "You idiots. This branch office has been losing money year after year. Headquarters has been wanting to investigate for a long time! "If Ms. Monroe hadn't hidden her identity and come down here to dig into your shady accounts herself, how much longer did you think you could keep fooling everyone? "You sure have some nerve making Ms. Monroe serve you coffee, fetch you water, and take the blame for you. How many heads do you think you have to lose?"

"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.

He put forth, tone defiant. Her head jerked back in disbelief. She was definitely wrong in thinking he could not handle a joke, rather, he was very witty to know how to make it bounce back with a more sophisticated dark humor. "This is a joke, right?" She quickly clarified because no one knew what could be going on in his head and considering his hatred towards her, she shouldn't be too relaxed with that joke of his.

The dark circles were concealed and I couldn't have asked for more. I opened my bedroom door and walked into the kitchen to find my two oh-so-flaming-hot bosses preparing breakfast. The smell of pancakes engulfed my senses making my stomach to rumble loud. Their heads turned and I did the most stupid thing in life. "That wasn't my stomach. It was probably a motorbike downstairs!" I thumbed in the window direction. They stared at me for a second before they looked at each other- then busted out laughing. Great! Just great! But wait, did I mention that Hardin's laughter was the best? Man that guy was going to be the death of me. I wasn't used to the bright and laughing Angry Bird. But when he

It wasn't just me who heard what Hubert Lock said. His parents heard them too. Laidman Lock immediately raised a hand and smacked Hubert lightly on the arm, irritation creeping into his voice. "What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Who jokes with their wife like that?" Michelle Lock quickly patted the back of my hand and comforted me softly. "Crystal, don't take it to heart. It's April Fools' Day, isn't it? Hubert was just being thoughtless and making a joke."

Damiano clicked his tongue in annoyance as he kept looking at me. “She’s my sister.” I blinked. Then I burst out in laughter. “That’s like the oldest excuse in the book.” I wiped the tears from my eyes as I continued to chuckle. “You didn’t strike me as the type of person with a sense of humor, but that joke was really good.” A crease formed between his brows as he looked at me, likely trying to figure out if I had lost my mind. I probably had. My laughter died down when I heard faint voices outside the office.

he replied with a straight face. I was flabbergasted. A few seconds later, I laughed so hard I had to cover my mouth with my hand when I understood what Dimas was saying. "What the hell is that? How can you joke at a time like this?" "There's nothing wrong with joking while we're alive." "You mean we're going to die here? It's not funny, Man!" "I didn't order you to laugh. Now, all we have to do is think of another way to get out of here!"