Funny Quotes Holidays Novels & Stories

Humming her response and nodding up and down, she responds, “How old are you?” “I turned twenty-one just before last Christmas.” I smile, but she just tilts her head. “Oh, no Christmas here?” “Sorry love, what’s Christmas?” “It’s a holiday celebrated a little differently around the world, people give out presents and families gather to spend time together, people decorate their houses with lights and have a big dinner, it’s very nice.”

TRAVIS “Ihate thinking of you all lonely up there in your ivory tower during the holidays,” Mom says. “Mom, I might be alone but I am not lonely,” I say. “That’s what lonely people say to console themselves.” I laugh. “Mom, really, I’m fine.” “What is it even that’s keeping you so busy over Christmas?” “I just have one or two things I need to do.” “Okay… Well, I’ll stop bugging you. It’s just that, you know your brothers are here, and it would’ve been nice to have all my kids in one place. You know? Before I die.”

If she's the one who came up with this silliness, then I'll be willing to spend my time watching this. “Sir Rhio.” Deo sounded nervous. “You can tell ma'am Jasmin that we did this for you. Boss! Merry Christmas!” he did a salute and took a simple bow. It was a Christmas greeting from my employees. H.H. Happy Holidays, that what it means. They looked nervous even at the video. I just smiled at myself. And they made a dance number, but it was obvious that they weren't really that good of a dancer. At least they made an effort.

Mom sat on one of the couches and was focused on whatever she was writing on a paper. “Come on everyone,take a seat.” Grandpa said and kept his folded new paper on a little glass table beside him and made a serious face. We all sat down half-heartedly as we mopped at grandpa, expecting his words. “I have not spent a few Xmas days with you at all before but God made it possible that I am here today and today we shall begin with the preparation for this Christmas season.” He said and Josh and I cheered in happiness. That has been all I have been looking forward to,the Christmas house decorations. The Christmas tree, lights,paintings and all. Oh! I can't wait for it to begin.

Hazel told me. "Thank you. Thank you, Hazel," I gushed. "Thank you, mom. Thank you everyone for everything. I've had so much fun this holiday and it's all thanks to all of you. Thank you, Florence. Thank you, Shayla. I don't know why, I'm moved to tears, I'm so happy. I've never been this happy my entire life." "Relax, don't get all worked up," Hazel told me. "Okay. I was thinking, why don't we hold a pool party to celebrate this beautiful occasion?"

So, I do the next best thing to be in the Christmas mood. I go to the bar and I pull out a bottle, dust clinging to the glass. I make popcorn, the buttery smell filling the kitchen. And when I curl back on the couch with both, I flick through the channels until I land on Home Alone. The one movie guaranteed to make me laugh when nothing else will. I pour myself a glass, clink it against the air, and whisper, “Merry Christmas to me.” The words barely leave my lips before a sound cuts through the room.

She said I could never return the money. Unbelievable. She'd go this far? This was unbelievable. I lowered myself even further and explained my situation to my relatives. I promised I would pay them back. All I asked for was a little help. They still refused. Some of them even blocked me. And that was it. I had no way out, so I slumped onto the hospital bench. … We'd skipped going back to Selcia for Christmas for two years. Her parents were starting to miss her. So, to surprise Wendy and make up for the last two years, I took her parents to Halton, where we were living. We wanted to have a Christmas together as a family.

Roth has heard a lot of jokes like this from him over the years, enough to be entertained instead of being insulted. Do you want me to remind you of how finding a mate works, V? Or should I just give you a mental recording with the right amount of sarcasm? "Well, bah humbug to you too, Roth. I just can't believe this is the 32nd Christmas that we won't be having anyone celebrating the holidays. I was hoping you've already made up your mind by now." When I find her scent, you will be the first to know. Meanwhile, it's bah humbug to you too, Vince. So, are you going to continue working as you usually do, or go home and rest, which I know you dislike at this time of year?

I said calmly, my voice laced with genuine apology. "Ah, we're used to that from you!" someone in the crowd quipped, prompting a burst of laughter at my expense. I shot back, "Yeah, that's because I'm an ass!" - a retort that only seemed to amuse them further. Realizing I'd said too much, I hastily grabbed my jacket from the bartender's counter and made a swift exit, slamming the wooden door behind me. The door's cheerful Christmas bell above it seemed jarringly out of place as I emerged into the bright sunlight, which hit me like a slap in the face.

“That is so not how I want to think about Mariah.” I barked out a laugh before I could stop it. “Yeah, don’t ruin that for yourself, man.” Jackson shot me a look. “Also isn’t John Travolta like… an old man now?” Chris frowned. “Okay first of all, don’t disrespect a legend.” I leaned forward, resting my forearms on the table. “I like him in those Christmas credit card commercials.” Shane blinked. “Bro. What?” “Don’t act like you don’t know,” I said. “Every holiday season it’s like—boom—John Travolta and some ‘ho ho ho what’s in your wallet? ’ commercial.”