Funny Punchline Novels & Stories

Fair. Not even Lily. Reasonable. But she was winning. God. At least according to her. Fair. Then came the comparisons. Reasonable honestly. Peanut rolled over. God. Lily immediately performed three rolls. Fair. Peanut laughed. Reasonable. Lily laughed louder. God. Peanut grabbed a toy. Fair. Lily grabbed three toys. Reasonable honestly. The situation became ridiculous. God. Completely ridiculous. Fair. Then Daniel visited. Reasonable.

"What? SPAGHETTI and faKE.... Spake!" " Darling.. I know my jokes are not funny but your answer is..... very corny..." Ycson replied. Sol glared at Ycson so we just laughed and waited for Ycson to say but I thought of the answer. I raised my hand and everyone looked at me. "I have an idea!" They waited for my answer and when I looked at Ycson, he seemed to think that my answer was wrong. His smile was still wide and he thought maybe I didn't know the answer.

“The eggs on that rich guy’s Mercedes or the flaming poop.” “The old guy stepping in flaming dog shit was pretty damn funny. It might be a draw. So, what’s next?” “I got big M-80 firecrackers!” “Gosh, and gee-willikers Paul, whatever shall we do with those?” “So many mailboxes, so little time.”

Kunal and Raman Rai, got down from the square and walked nearby, and enjoyed the beauty of the large yard. After they left, Jenny stoop up again and went to Kevin, she bent and said to him "Kevin I remembered that you were laughing too much when I lost." Rohit smiled and rolled his eyes, while Kevin gulped and started searching for the words for explanation "I... umm... well... Aaah!!" Jenny punched on his head "You moron, do you really consider me as your friend?" She punched his head again. "Aauch!!" Kevin rubbed his head and frowned.

“How? By actually feeling something? By getting pregnant?” “By thinking you were special!” Jenna shrieked, her composure obliterated. She slammed her hand down on a nearby glass console table. A delicate vase wobbled precariously. “By thinking you mattered! By thinking he actually cared about you! That pathetic little heartbreak when you found out about the bet? That was the best part! The ultimate punchline! The scholarship nobody thinking she’d won the prize, only to find out she was just the punchline of a joke!”

"When?" He looked around. Then shrugged. "Eventually." I laughed. "Disgusting." "You're dramatic." "You're living like a raccoon." That earned another laugh. Progress. Slow progress. But progress. For a while we talked about stupid things. Movies. Bad food. Terrible gang decisions. The time Davin accidentally locked himself inside a warehouse. The time Martil nearly punched a politician. The time Bellamy had arrived and immediately caused chaos. At one point I laughed so hard beer nearly came out of my nose.

Definitely. "Nope!" the man replied, cheerful and oblivious. "So, two olives were walking down the street. One fell behind. The other turned and said... 'Olive you!'" A beat of silence. Then came that laugh, loud, unfiltered, like he was the funniest man alive. I gritted my teeth. That laugh again. Like nails on glass. How can someone sound so punchable through a screen? Dante didn’t even respond this time. Just silence on his end. I imagined him pinching the bridge of his nose. Honestly, I was about to do the same. Then he let out a slow breath. "You’ve been banned from joke privileges."

The book is yet to happen, I am yet to arrive, wrongs are yet to set themselves right, wounds are yet to be healed. A lot can happen over coffee– the punch-line in the Café Coffee Day counter in the airport was treachery at its best! Nothing had actually happened! After two cappuccinos, the punch-line surfaced as a smirk – “Go, see, feel and touch your genitals while you pee. Nothing else’s really going to happen! It’s your Waiting for Godot moment. So wait.”

“I had to put my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing. Then she looked down at Rufus. He had stood up and started sniffing the air. Then she thought it was him. I had never seen her make a face like that. Patty had said she had never known him to fart like this.” They put their fists over their mouths to keep from bursting out loud with laughter in the diner. As Goldman suppressed his laughter, he continued. “Then . . . I couldn’t help it. Between trying not to laugh and - I blew a big one, man. In all the years I’ve known her, I’ve never seen her eyes get so big.” They were wheezing like they had asthma.

That needed to change. Before I pulled myself up off of the couch to get some clean clothes and head to the bathroom, I searched “Don’t call me Shirley, Airplane” on my IAC. A clip came up from an old movie from 1980, one I was pretty sure I’d seen before, now that it was in my eye. I chuckled at the lead character’s response to someone saying, “Surely, you can’t be serious.” “I am serious. And don’t call me Shirley.” Christian Henry makes the funny jokes sometimes. Who knew?