Funny Inside Jokes Novels & Stories

I raised an eyebrow, "Butter who?" "It's butter if you don't know," he said cracking up laughing half way and I stepped aside to let him in, he bent down kissing my cheek which felt strange "I have a pizza joke too but it's not that funny. Ooh what smells nice? I have pizza, monopoly, and shit six dollar wine I picked up from ALDI, if we get poisoned, call triple zero, so have that on speed dial"

“You’re like a sister to me. So, fuck it. Any other girl? Hell no.” I couldn’t help but laugh, the absurdity hitting me full force. “You know what? You’re hilarious, Nelly. I remember when you were still so dry, making those lame jokes about ‘six seven’ and cracking up when no one else found it funny. Good old days.” “Huh? My jokes were actually funny, girl.” She poked my side playfully, feigning offense. “Your humor—and everyone else’s—was definitely broken.” “Yeah, sure,” I dragged out, giggling. “Six-seven,” I teased again, mimicking her old deadpan delivery.

We headed out with the help of Paul as we got onto the van and headed out somewhere to have breakfast. "Guys I know you missed me. So I have a knock-knock joke." I hollered, excited. "Oh no. Milo don't, please we didn’t really miss you that much.” Lucius stops me. I frown, “Don’t be rude. It's funny I swear." I insisted. "You've got like 20 knock-knock jokes and only five are funny." Rowan complained. "It's funny. C'mon. Just one." I insisted again but they whined as if my knock-knock jokes were that horrible. So I ignored them and carried on with my joke, "Knock knock."

"The main thing is that it worked, what are some stupid jokes about?" "You don't have to listen to that," Jill said, frustrated. 'It's going away. You're going to be in this model mansion for a while now, and by the time you get back the co-workers will have something else to talk about.” “Or not,” Jill murmured, annoyed, realizing the men were getting along Certainly would watch every further episode. "I take it you haven't gotten around to investigating much?" Walt got down to business. "Notice anything?" "No, except that it's easy to break your legs in those heels," she said dryly.

She mused to herself. Sherlie scoffed. "Are you crazy? The man likes you! He wants to help out his girl. I think it's okay to do that." "But I'm not his girl!" Sherlie sent Beth a mocking look. "That's what you think." "It's what I know." "He calls you baby." "It's an inside joke!" Sherlie rose a brow, a smile dancing in her eyes. "Really? Inside joke?" "Shut up," Beth exhaled and stood.

“In fact, you can punch it if you want. Or try having a shark metahuman grab you and pin you to the ground.” “Are you trying to sound sexual right now?” Watson, Rachel, Emily and I gave Jack a stone cold look for his inappropriate joke. Watson placed a hand on Jack’s shoulder. “We admit you’re funny. But right now...it is not the time, bro.” “Right. Right.” Jack nodded, his blonde hair bouncing at the action and he bit his pointer knuckles afterward. “Sorry. I’ll stop talking now.” “Thank you.” I said and turned to Rachel again. “As I was saying-”

I said to no one in particular but just ensured it was loud enough that everyone could listen to that but never that I was so jovial with them and took their words for nothing since they were Playboy's and am also a Playgirl. Afterwards, only one of them came closer to me and laid out some funny jokes which we laughed at in less than ten minutes the room turned into a room of laughter and excitement since all three were funny and nice to be with. It was so heartwarming how the brothers took them self I noticed the three had a secret handshake and that was great but we ladies had none of them I had to distract them intentionally.

“I adapt.” “Two glasses,” I say. “And one of them is your fault.” “It is near my fault.” “That’s not a defence.” The table laughs. Jonathan looks between us like he’s watching his favourite programme. “They have inside jokes, David,” he tells the colleague beside him. David nods seriously. “I see that, Jonathan.” Adrian’s mouth does the thing where it tries very hard not to smile and partially fails. -----

(ARIELLE'S POV) A couple of shots later, the air was more loose around us and we were both laughing at a silly joke he’d made. I couldn’t remember what it was but I laughed so hard my insides began to hurt. “I think my intestines just exploded inside,” I joked, and we broke into another round of laughter. I looked around half consciously, to be sure we weren’t disturbing the other customers. “Think we’re too loud?” I whispered to Jared.

the man nodded. “Alright,” said the facilitator. “Let’s rotate. Jokes, riddles, weird facts. Come on, unleash your inner campfire gremlin.” Katherine nudged Kingsley. “You better say something.” He looked at her with mock offense. “Is that a challenge?” “I’m saying you’ve been making bad jokes since 2009. Now’s your time to shine.” He raised a hand. “Alright. What did the zero say to the eight?” The group leaned in.