Funniest For Dummies Books Novels & Stories

"Well, we have Tickle Your Fancy - A Woman's Guide to Sexual Self-Pleasure. Taking it off the shelf, I show her the cover. It has a picture of a woman with her eyes closed, head thrown back, apparently in the throes of self-pleasure. "What a great title," she says, looking at the book." It's been a long time since my fancy's been tickled properly." She's smiling as she flips the pages. Not wanting to walk away from this beautiful, sexually candid woman, I reach for a familiar yellow book and tell her, "of course, if you're really desperate, there's always Sex For Dummies." "Oh great! We just met and already you're calling me names!" she says flirtatiously. She looks me in the eyes and dips h

“By the time Jake goes back to work, you’re going to be walking funny and dripping my cum every single day.” I smiled in the darkness, my body sore, satisfied, and completely ruined for my husband. End of Way 2

What could be more appropriately descriptive of a storm this magnitude than Weightlifting 101, Swimming for Dummies, Complete Idiot’s Guide to Submerged Motorcycle Repair, Shirtless Tanning and Mudpack The-Easy-Way. And the list continues...

Please tell me it’s some stupid frat nickname they got in college and it’s just an inside joke. He doesn’t reply, just turns his head and looks back towards the house, slowly sliding his hands in his pockets. Right, all the useless true crime info i’ve collected over the years really needs to come in handy right now. What was that one book I read? About listening to your fear and it’s never wrong. I mean, the premise is great Mr Clever Author, but in practice, what if you're being led by your three year sex dry spell hmmm? What then?

"Well, we have Tickle Your Fancy - A Woman's Guide to Sexual Self-Pleasure. Taking it off the shelf, I show her the cover. It has a picture of a woman with her eyes closed, head thrown back, apparently in the throes of self-pleasure. "What a great title," she says, looking at the book." It's been a long time since my fancy's been tickled properly." She's smiling as she flips the pages. Not wanting to walk away from this beautiful, sexually candid woman, I reach for a familiar yellow book and tell her, "of course, if you're really desperate, there's always Sex For Dummies." "Oh great! We just met and already you're calling me names!" she says flirtatiously. She looks me in the eyes and dips h

a ridiculous but absolutely hilarious story about a brave and very dramatic rabbit knight who went on quests to save stolen carrot cakes from mischievous squirrels. At first, I thought it was a children’s book, but the more I read, the more I found myself snorting with laughter. Sir Flufftail was terrible at being a knight he tripped over his own armor, got scared of tiny butterflies, and once tried to challenge a sleeping goat to a duel because he thought it was a dragon. One part made me laugh so hard I had to cover my mouth to keep from disturbing the quiet. "Sir Flufftail, armed with nothing but a spoon and an oversized helmet, declared loudly, 'Fear not, dear citizens! I shall conquer t

“Lenoir stop being emotional, what happened is not deep—” “— OH! YOU GETTING SHOT AT BY DIFFERENT CATEGORIES OF BULLETS IS NO BIG DEAL?!” Lenoir chuckled like an insane person and continued nagging while I tried my very best not to lose my cool. I didn't even have the strength to yell, I used up all my energy at court. “THERE'S A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN BEING SMART AND BEING STUPID! AND YOU MY DEAR WIFE DEFINITELY DON'T FILL THE CATEGORY OF SMARTS!!”

"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.

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