Novel & Cerita Funny Karma Stories

Why does he think he deserves to mention karma in this situation? I lost control of my tongue and I bet I was looking mentally retarded as I yelled "Yeah, I did it so what? Do you know how long I waited for karma and it didn't work on the bastard? Like seriously, karma? You all are blinded by those wicked rich people. He deserved it!!!"

I no longer felt any ill will towards Richard, so I said, “Maybe he and I just never quite clicked. Perhaps our bodies realized that we didn’t belong together, even if our brains didn’t.” Kim seemed to like that idea. “Yeah, maybe your smart eggs rejected his loser sperm.” I smiled and shook my head at her. "Or,” she continued, “that skank whore cheated on him and got pregnant, and he just realized that’s what likely happened.” "That’s also possible,” I agreed as we walked arm in arm to her car. “Either way,” I told her, “I’m glad to be free of the whole situation.” Kim was quiet for a moment before saying, “Yes, I bet they aren’t going to have a very good evening.” We both chuckled when she

eat? "Then, the big fish said, 'I... like... to... eat... small... fish... that... talks... slowly.' "After that, the small fish said, 'Oh, no!'" Nobody made a sound after Stella told the joke. Stella also thought that it was kind of a bad joke. So, she coughed and said, "Is it not funny?" Vermont showed his support. "No, it's hilarious." However, Keegan said sarcastically, "Do you mean ridiculous?"

Felicia said while smiling slyly " That's so cruel, Felicia! Why do you derive joy from tormenting others?" Lila burst out in anger " You should know better by now, Felicia. Karma has a way of catching up with people like you." Sarah added whole looking at her friends with a disapproving eyes wondering when he friend turned to someone filled with so much wickedness

I kept shouting because I was confident that Travis wouldn't hear me. I also took some wet sand and then I molded it in my fist which was closed and then I threw it at the waves because I was so frustrated and annoyed with what was happening. "Hey, Kim isn't the one you love! You guys who love each other! It doesn't matter how old you are, it's for old people too! Why don't you be together! Because even though it's been a few years, you're still handsome if you can get away with it! Don't you? do you know the word karma?! How happy are you that I am troubled and struggling I?! I hope you at least listened to my side! I didn't know what dad was doing then, I didn't know anything about the fra

"Oh won't you forgive an old foolish heart, Emily. The days are far over and karma of a b*tch already did it's wicked thing to me" "Karma? No, I could end this call anytime"

“Another piece of evidence has just come out! She and her useless brothers killed a man and disposed of his body in the most evil way. No wonder they died!” “It turned out it was karma which caught up on them!”. Listening to the cruel words they said, I could imagine how worse it was going to be for me if they got their hands on me. Thinking about that made me stand up to my feet and chuckled so loudly, enough for them to hear. All these years I had pretended to be their Barbie doll, and this was how it ended for me. How ironic. “Hahahaha!!!!”. I spinned and stretched out my arms as I continued to chuckle, but I stopped when I saw they were very close to breaking down the door.

Instead, he pulled out his sandwich and started chewing. Liam and I had been talking a lot lately. Turns out, we both went to the same university though somehow, we’d never crossed paths. He leaned casually against the edge of my desk, a cup of coffee in hand, grinning. “Okay, here’s one: Why did the marketer get kicked off the trampoline?” I tilted my head. “Why?” “Too many bounce rates.” I snorted. “Oh my God, that’s awful.” He looked offended in the most dramatic way possible. “Please. That joke is gold. The last intern nearly choked on her protein bar.”

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.

It didn’t need to be fancy. The conversation started easy. We talked about our jobs, her patients, my chaotic office day. She told me a hilarious story about a kid who called her "Doctor Angel" and then tried to stick a sticker on her forehead. I told her about my assistant, who mistakenly emailed our quarterly financial report to the pizza delivery guy. We laughed for a solid five minutes at that one, both picturing a guy with marinara-stained fingers reading stock trends like it was a menu. The laughter felt natural. Real.