Funny Dad Story Novels & Stories

“He would daily come to my house to persuade me. One day, I was kicking him off when I accidentally kicked the trash can of our neighbors. Those family members were bibulous. I tried explaining to them, but they didn’t listen. And started attacking me.” “Yes! And then I protected her with a sword,” Dad chimed proudly. “Broken sword,” Mom corrected with a smug look. Dad looked down embarrassed, making us laugh. The second time was the craziest but adorable,” We were broke and didn’t have enough money for my fees. So, your dad went to a donut shop, held five people with a BB gun, took the money and donut. Money to pay my tariffs and donut to bribe me,” mom said while dad winked at her.

my father said while trying to stifle his laughter. "Yeah. You sounded really convincing, honey. I was about to sedate you with nitrous oxide if you hadn't stopped. Ha ha ha!" mom joined in on the conversation with another one of her dentist jokes. The laughing gas joke being one of her particular favorites. "It was a joke? Whew! You had me going there for a while," I took a deep breath before I continued, "So you're not mad that I just got home now?" "Of course not! You already told us that you were coming home late. Besides, we trust you completely sweetheart," dad answered.

"I thought I knew how to make an omelette. I guess not." "Don't beat yourself up, or should I say cut yourself up?" "Haha, that was terrible." "It was good, it was a good joke," "Then how come I'm not laughing?" "Cause I think you cut up your funny bone too," Marcus couldn't hold back his laugh, "that made no sense, at all." "Yet you laughed, so mission accomplished. When I was a kid, my dad would make a bunch of dad jokes whenever we got hurt just to distract us from the pain, they were rarely funny." Marcus chuckled. "But it's the effort that counts, huh?"

“I did too but you know what?” “What?” “When I was younger and I would get sad, I would think of the silly things my daddy did and it would make me laugh. My dad always had a way of making us laugh.” “My dad was silly too!” Precious exclaimed, excited they had something in common. “He once put ten marshmallows in his mouth at once.” “My dad could put a whole hotdog, with the bun, in his mouth. My mom would yell at him for being gross, but it made us laugh.”

" Actually dad, bhai has a surprise for you." " Shut up !! Sid. " I said glaring at him and he laughed. " What is the surprise?? " Dad looked at me with amusement. " Dad, it is a surprise... " Sid said. " You have found a new mom for yourself, who cooks amazing food ? " He said and laughed at his own joke. My dad has a weird sense of humor... " Hey, dad bingo !!! You are quite close.. " Sid said. My dad chocked on his food... I shook my head and gave water to him.

Jorge says wiping away invisible tears making dad chuckle. "Fucker...I mean it." dad jokes with him, earning a playful punch on his left bicep and making everyone chuckle. "For real though... You guys are the best thing to happen in my life... besides the birth of my daughter. Please, dig in, there's plenty of food, plenty of drinks, and plenty of desserts for everyone. Dig in, dig in." he says motioning to the food and making everyone chuckle.

ADAM “Hey, Adam! I waited for you throughout yesterday, but you never came around” Dad quizzed over the phone. “I’m sorry, Dad. I was actually headed to your place, but something else happened” I apologized. “And what was that? Were you caught by a mob or something?” He teased. “ Dad, this is not the time for jokes, please. I’m in no mood for that” I tried my best to stay civil with him. Dad was really caring, but he usually found a way to lighten issues, no matter how serious they were.

I clamped my mouth shut, reminding myself that laughter might get us kicked out of his house entirely. Dad’s frustration spilled over. “You stupid fuck,” he snapped, his voice taut with irritation. “I’ve repeated myself three times, and you still don’t get it? Are you five?” Jacob grimaced. “Samuel, don’t shout. What are you, a dog?” I stifled a laugh, biting down on my lip. Oh, this was just getting good. Dad’s jaw clenched. “You piece of—" "That’s old. Try something new."

I didn't understand anything about him Me: Mom, how Dad left us, I'm not following you Mom: (weeps)😖😭😭your father had an accident, he didn't survive, he died immediately What she was saying didn't sound in my head, my father? She's joking I think Me: Mom stops joking, I had dad on the phone not long ago, he told me that he loves me and that he is proud of me and that he loves you too. So what you say makes no sense

The evening air was warm, and the streets were alive with people. Dad insisted on walking instead of taking the car, despite Mom repeatedly looking down at her shoes as though they had personally betrayed her. When she finally complained about how uncomfortable they were, Dad reminded her that she had chosen them herself and offered her a cab ride. She rolled her eyes, and I laughed. For the first time in days, the sound came easily. Jake looked at me, smiling, and for a moment, I almost forgot everything. Almost. At dinner, Dad kept everyone laughing with stories about things he’d done when he was younger. Mom interrupted several of them to correct his version, and eventually Dad threw his