Funniest Knock Knock Jokes Novels & Stories

Bradley Fry, my CEO husband, loves bringing his friends home for meals the most. He claims that this makes them feel like an actual family. As they drink in the feast I've whipped up for everyone, one of Bradley's friends comments smilingly, "I knew that you were a virtuous one, Emily! Now this is how the legitimate wife should act!" My expression doesn't falter as I ask in a half-joking manner, "Oh? Does Bradley have a spoiled and pampered mistress by his side, then?" His friends are stunned by my question. A trace of panic crosses their eyes simultaneously. But Bradley just wraps an arm around my shoulders with a smile. "Don't listen to their nonsense, Emily. Who else is worthy as my

Someone knocked on the door. Knock. Knock. Knock. She refused to respond to the knock. Knock. Knock. Knock The knocks came again. But she had intentions of going to open the damn door. Whoever it was could knock and get ired of doing that . After all, it was not the first time that someone had knocked on the door and got tired of doing so. If this particular person had no intention of stopping , then the person could just go ahead with the knocks till frustration took over. Then, the person would have no other choice other than to leave.

There was a little force and anger to this one, but not too much. "Our knocker is too patient" Lauren jokes "In fact, too patient to be Matt.” "Lauren I'm going to open the door.” "Yeah, what you should have done, like ten knocks ago. Plus, you're closer to the door than me.” "You mean I'm not a coward like you.” "Ouch, harsh much, you don't have to be too harsh," Lauren says rolling her eyes at Loretta. "Wait, Lauren isn't there a special way Matt knocks? I mean he can't just be knocking recklessly on your door.”

He stated his boundaries, making Cam and I laugh lightly. "Fine." "So Cam, I've got new jokes for you." "Alright, let's hear them." "Knock knock." "Who's there?" "The interrupting cow." "Did you get that joke from the cartoon 'Home'?" Cam laughed. "Gee, I hoped you wouldn't know it." Rodney clapped his forehead and we all laughed.

I asked. "It is a knock, knock game," she answered. "How does it work?" I asked. "It goes like this, I say, 'knock knock,' and you ask 'who?' then I would say the 'interacting cow'" she said. "Sounds like a very stupid game," I was already pissed off at the idea. "Maybe but we would have to play it," she said.

Answer: "They both fall." The lamest one of all: "Why'd the chicken cross the road?" Answer: "Because he was afraid Snow would fall on him." The jokes weren't really funny or even that creative, but they were shared within my earshot on a regular basis. "Want to hear the latest joke?" Cindy asked, as though reading my mind. I gave her a look I hoped said, no freaking way! "It's actually kind of fun-ny," she said in her sing-song voice. I plopped down next to her and slid on my shoes. "Do I have a choice?"

Clutch asked. My head was pounding so hard from last night’s partying, I’d momentarily forgotten about the mouse under my eye, and who’d given it to me. “That’s strange,” I said, before pausing. “What’s that?” “I don’t remember one of the books I sent you while you were locked up being a joke book,” I replied. “Here’s a joke for you. Knock, knock…” “Who’s there?” “Go fuck yourself,” he said, before putting his helmet on.

"Hey Amara; knock-knock." Amara sighed a groan. "Not this again." He'd spent the first half hour of their date rattling off corny knock-knock jokes that she'd laughed at for a while, but then just told him to stop; repeatedly. He was worse than Milo, because even Milo got tired of her irritation or heeded her threats. Declan just grinned at her when she threatened. "Knock-knock," Declan said again, grinning. Amara sighed. "Who's there?"

"Wango-dango? Seriously you could've used a better term Bethy." She rolls her eyes at me. "And I'm sure the lads will laugh at you when they'll know about--" "Don't tell them." I cut her off. Her expression changed and had her brows creasing on the center of her forehead. "Why not? Are you scared they might make fun of you? Or they'll steal your girl?" She grins. "See what I did there? Steal my girl? Get it?" I shake my head while laughing. "Dad's song. Your favorite. I see it. God I can't believe you've inherited dad's love for knock knock jokes."

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