Funny Quotables Novels & Stories

As some really wise person said: Laugh and the whole world laughs with you… “I didn’t mean it that way but what can I say. The quote is made that way.” Zadkiel shrugged, chuckling. Abel was still laughing at it. Zadkiel couldn’t keep his laughter inside when he saw his friend having fits of laughter. He let it out and the two best friends just laughed like they just watched Father do cartwheels while wearing a 70-year-old granny dress and his tights were too stretched that they ripped apart. “Zadkiel, I seriously don’t feel anything at all. Like I just feel sleepy. No pain.” Abel spoke after the laughter had died down and they were enjoying the comfortable silence.

The room went dead quiet when I said I would take the prize, but that quiet did not last. A second later, laughter thundered through the air. Lily Smith was the loudest, doubling over with tears streaming from her eyes. "How else could she be the top seller?" she cackled. "A woman like her has to have skin as thick as a rhino." I ignored her snide comments and kept my cool. "Just to be clear," I said, "since the company so generously 'rewarded' me with bathroom duty, that's all I'll be doing for the next three days. Everything else is off my plate."

“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.”

hollered Shotton " well news flash , you ain't on the top of the list anymore . " " Then you might be living under a rock " murmured Jacob with his signature lazy drawl " but hey if you are feeling jealous then I can introduce you to my father and he might he able to prescribe something but ofcourse that's only if he can see your pencil di*k under microscope " Some more jeers. Some more laughter .

"We're hoping you'll find it funny and entertaining. Nerius squawked in encouragement, causing me to smile. “Um, what did the Griffon say when he walked into the bar?” I asked. “What?” Szan asked. “Ouch.” Only the Fiery Lynxes found that funny. Yeah this was going to be pretty rough. One after another we went up and told our funniest jokes and yet there was nothing. Not a chitter, a chuckle or even a snort from the Griffons. We were becoming hopeless.

I said to him. “Is that all you have to say?” He shot me a nasty glare. “Yeah… Unless you want some quotes added to it. Leave me alone thou son of Jezebel for I do not have thy time” My lame attempt at a joke seemed to calm him down a bit. “Dude this isn’t funny” He growled. “Hahahaha…what is the color of my teeth?” “Excuse me?” “Exactly my point. Since you didn’t see me shining my teeth, that is to tell you that I wasn’t laughing” I stared at him.

“Every night is girl’s night?” “Are you done?”. “Even if I can’t make it perfect, I can make it better”. “That’s enough of the barbie quotes”. “Nooo, it’s Kenough!”. Laughing loudly, I plant my ass in her abomination. “Seriously though, what the hell happened with this thing? A candy cane vomited all over it?”.

us. I nudged him with my shoulder. “You ever think maybe that guy she loved had no idea what he needed?” He narrows his eyes. “And what’s that?” I smirk. “Clearly, a morally ambiguous, hot cellmate with a god complex and a eight-pack.” Quincy laughs. Like, really laughs. The sound echoes off the concrete. Honest. Warm. And it does something stupid to my chest. “You’re ridiculous,” he mutters, rubbing his face. “Yeah,” I agree. “But you’re sitting with me.”

“You know, Ruby, we learned a joke yesterday. Want to hear it?” I nod eagerly, intrigued by the joke that has captured their attention. “Alright,” Ethan begins, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Why don’t grumpy people like corn on the cob?” Playing along, I pretend to ponder the question. “Hmm, I’m not sure. Why don’t they?” “Because they think it’s ‘a-maize-ing’ that anyone could be happy!” Ethan bursts into laughter, and soon, the infectious giggles spread throughout the room.

Heavy with shit we weren’t saying. I cleared my throat. “Alright. That’s enough depressing hospital talk. You know what would really make my day better?” He glanced at me, brows raised. “A really dumb joke.” Andrew blinked. Then tilted his head a little, lips twitching like he was fighting a smile. “A dumb joke?” I nodded, lips curving around the cigarette still hanging from my mouth. “Come on. Hit me.” He gave me a look—half skeptical, half amused. “Fine. What do you call a sad strawberry?”