Novel & Cerita Funniest Dark Humor Jokes

In a dark room in a private room the flicker of a lighter sounded and soon tiny flames erupted in its tiny holes and in the dim light Arthur's face became clear. He lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, his eyes cast down. In front of him stood a man in white doctor's coat and beside him was a female nurse both dishevelled, likely caught in the act. “So, I heard you're selling promotions to nurses by sleeping with them,” Arthur said, his face still having his signature cocky smile.

“We’re both nerds! Why is he funnier than me?!” Liu Feng slung an arm over Zen’s shoulders without missing a beat. “He’s cute. You’re not. The Gorski technology might have saved your life, but maybe you need to improve it if you want to alter your DNA to be funnier.” Jaw falling open, Damian stopped in disbelief as the others laughed at the Seer’s joke and walked away. Ignoring the Death Princess’ lack of emotions, everyone else laughed at the Seer’s insult. That was twice now that someone else laughed at an insult directed at him. Unwilling to become the joke, Damian quickly caught up and begged for another chance to tell another joke, only to see upturned lips as they declined him any rede

Zain pointed out, giving me that intent, knowing look that made me focus on draining my cup of coffee. Look somewhere else, Zee. I'm not telling you a thing. As if she read my thoughts, she turned to Dianne. “Or maybe he’s so pissed because he’s got a tiny dick.” There was a pause around the table before they howled with laughter while I just drained my coffee, feeling the fog of their cluelessness envelop me. The soreness in between my thighs that has refused to disappear for days was a reminder that the joke was on them.

On matriculation day, I carried my acceptance letter to the campus grounds to register alone. But before I could cross the threshold, the guards drove me back into the street with their anti-riot forks. Humiliated and bewildered, I reached for my phone to call my childhood friend, Daisy Reid. A sharp laughter rippled through the receiver. “Violet, are you truly that blind behind those glasses? The letter you swept off the desk was a forgery I mocked up. Your actual one is still sitting at home.” Panicked, I hastily booked a return ticket and hurried back to search for my letter. I scoured the house for hours, turning up nothing. Just then, Daisy’s personalized ringtone sang out from my palm.

After over sixteen-hundred years of living in the dark, I’d sunbathe naked too. “Did you freak Eliza out?” “I did.” He grins. “It was fun.” “Everything is okay at the bar?” I ask, fearing a bit for the answer. The health code violations were fake, but if word got out there were rats at The Taproom, people might not want to go. “Yes,” Lucas says, and I let out a breath of relief. “Luckily, Mondays aren’t busy days for us anyway.” “That’s good to hear.” Lucas smooths my hair back. “We’re still on track for a boring afternoon.”

I asked, "So, Miss. How is it going with the Dark humour guy? Any update so far?" "HA! Dark humour! He's the funniest guy, I've ever met. Didn't you hear that line of him? I mean he called himself motherfucker; oh my, that's the kind of humour I love. Every time he cracks a joke, it makes me head over heels for him. And not forget his awkwardness around girls" the sarcasm was dripping from her mouth. But that changed my mood. And we both started chuckling, "He's not that bad!" I exclaimed. Right? He's not that bad.

“Now. The laugh. I heard you yesterday, when you thought no one was listening. It’s too high.” He stopped in front of me, tapping his own chest. “Elion’s was deeper. From here.” The gesture was intimate. Unexpected. I flinched. His jaw tightened instantly. “Try again,” he said. “I’ll tell you a joke. It’s a terrible one. Elion hated it.” He told it anyway... something painfully unfunny involving a squirrel and a priest. I forced out a weak chuckle, the sound thin and hollow. “No.” The word cracked like a whip.

He even mimicked the sounds he’d heard earlier, laughing like a child. “What?! What do you mean ‘Aauuuhhhhggg… aughhggghhh’?” Roxane nearly sank into the bed from embarrassment, covering her face. “Dark, do you really want me to bury you alive?!” “Don’t do that, honey… if you bury me alive, I won’t be able to do three rounds every night… you’ll be the one who suffers,” Dark joked with a grin. Roxane’s cheeks burned bright red.

I muttered, “if I wanted you dead, I wouldn’t poison you. I’d shoot you instead.” Their mouths dropped open, and I realized too late that I shouldn’t be joking about something like that. A nervous laugh fell from my lips. “I—I was only joking. You’d be able to smell poison from a mile away, and I know you’ll get the gun away from me within seconds.” Devrim was the first to break the silence. “You humans have a sick sense of humour. I don’t really see what’s so funny in what you said.” “I’m sorry.”

Jeff jokes around and laughs his ass out. “Shut up,” “Shut up!” Both Seid and I yell at his not-so-funny joke.