Funny Inside Jokes Novels & Stories

Dylan says with his usual poker face and hints of mischief in his voice. “Brother dearest, I am gonna bite you if you don’t set it aside.” Orlo flashes the fakest smile I have ever seen. “Do you think my teeth are for decoration?” Dylan showcases his upper canines. “My dear comrades, shall we go inside?” I cut in, rather in a commanding voice. Laugh all you want during joke hours but when its time to work get your arse staight into buisness. And it is neither the place nor the time for big jokes. Small ones are okay, though.

Even now, I could barely stand the sound of fireworks. I left the girls’ bathroom and entered the hallway. I kept my head down as I made my way to my locker to get my books for today. I wanted to make it to class earlier to get my usual seat. Otherwise, I’ll be walking into a ‘roast line’ in which everyone has a stupid joke to say. I’ve heard every fat joke in the books. “Mila is the true meaning of the word plus size.” “Mila steps on a scale and it reads ‘to be continued.’”

"Pregnancy has become disadvantage to you, Kitcat...I bet he'll tell you the grass is too green for you to step outside tomorrow." "Shut up, Liam. I'm not trying to make jokes." "And see...your pregnancy has become a disadvantage to me too...look at him snapping at me because of a fetus." "I'd advise you to shut your mouth, Liam...his face is getting red, it's about to swell...he's transforming into..." "Angry bird!" Liam and Fredd bursted out into hysterical laughing at their apparently funny joke...but Zillon didn't seem to find it funny, he was as serious as judge. "F*cking idiots..."

--- "Who is funnier?" Without much thought, I write "me"! Ethan is always smiling next to me, talking about how much fun I am and I can get the best smiles out of him. "Show your answers."--- Alex asks. We turn our plates over together, smiling even more as we see that the answers are the same. "I am the funniest person in the world, correct?"--- I ask Ethan who agrees with a sappy smile. Our inside jokes, which although no one knows, are too funny for both of us.

The room was filled with an infectious energy, a blend of friendship, humor, and the thrill of discovering life’s unpredictable beauty. As the night wore on, our conversation grew more relaxed and playful. We swapped stories of our most embarrassing moments, each tale wilder than the last. I recounted the time I had accidentally walked into the wrong classroom and sat through an entire lecture before realizing my mistake. Favour shared a hilarious anecdote about a disastrously overcooked dinner in her first shared apartment, and Gift boasted about her uncanny ability to misplace her phone even when it was in her hand.

Nobody but Jamie drank and we all gave her the look. "What? I've had situations, I mean, I've been in different kinds of situations, y'all wouldn't understand so shut up." She rolled her eyes playfully. "Hmm. Never have I ever eaten someone else’s lunch from the office fridge." All the guys took shots and we all laughed at the same time. “Never have I ever played strip poker.” Harvey took a shot and we all hyped him up while he smirked. “Never have I ever smoked a joint.”

He moved a bit closer to them to hear them. Stefen eavesdropping is not a good thing. He was reminding himself. But it is Jazz we are taking about. And everything is fair in Lov... whatever I am listening. Stefen was debating with his inner thoughts. "Are you serious? You have never heard any of these jokes before?" Caleb said looking amused at Jasmine. "Nope why, are they so common ones?" "Yeah most of them are. Were you living in North Pole till now Jasmine?" "Jazz, you can call me Jazz. All my friends do..." she replied normally.

turned into an open joke, whispered—and sometimes not even whispered—through the office halls. When I passed by a pair of new interns once, they smiled crookedly at me. Then, one of their whispers traveled to my ears. "Quick, the old crow's coming. Watch out, or she'll peck you." "I heard there's a group chat just for her," the other replied, snickering. "Are you in it?" "Not yet. Add me!" Scenes like this played out nearly every day, and it finally came to a head during a major project presentation.

"You have no idea–I was just joking around, but those disgusting guys went crazy asking me for your contact." The old me would have already been crying, asking her how she could do this to me, voice breaking. Not this me. My teeth clenched so hard they hurt. My whole body trembled with anger. I snatched the flyer out of her hand and slapped her across the face. Tara screamed, clutching her cheek in disbelief. "You hit me? I treat you like my best friend, and you can't even take a joke anymore?" Best friend? I let out a cold laugh.

He stared at Lucas, his eyes widening. Lucas tilted his head. "Until the what?" Dylan's thoughts raced. "…until the jambalaya in my soul told me it was over." Lucas watched him. Dylan watched Lucas back. "What the hell does that mean?" Lucas asked. Dylan waved his hand. "Oh, it's just… An inside joke with Logan," he said, laughing awkwardly. Lucas' face changed instantly. The smile disappeared and his eyes narrowed. Dylan noticed the change–of course, he noticed–but said nothing.