Novel & Cerita Funny Reading Quotes

“If I choose the job, I obviously can’t go back to my mom, though?” It took her few seconds before she sighed. “Yeah, it makes sense. Sorry, I got it from p*******t and thought it was a cool quote.” I bite my lip to stop myself from laughing. But failed miserably as she made an eye contact with me. I cracked up to the point she throws the sofa cushion right onto my face. “Shut up.” “It’s a cool quote, though.” “Fuck off.”

Jake, on the other hand, slapped the table boisterously and exclaimed, “There are two rarest kinds of gems among humans: a woman who’s willing to endure hardships with her man, and a man who remains loyal to his woman despite all the wealth and power he owns.” It was intended as a humorous remark, yet it ended up silencing the entire room. Stunned to see everyone’s eyes on him, Jake laughed embarrassedly and excused himself, “Whoa, don’t look at me! I wasn’t the one who said this. I pulled this quote out from the internet.” Edward smiled faintly. “Have you finished your meal?”

“She's starting to make jokes now.” “I was always funny,” I shot back. “You just weren’t paying attention.” Juno giggled from across the room. “You’re one of the most serious people I know, Thea. I think the last time you tried to tell a joke, it was about F. Scott Fitzgerald.” The brothers and Juno all laughed, but it wasn’t mean-spirited. It was gentle, teasing. Easy. “Hey!” I protested. “There’s lots of humor to be found in classic literature. Just look at Shakespeare! He’s full of excellent jokes.”

“Guess we’re both cursed. Falling for women who make us look like sarcastic clowns.” I smirked. “Or Bollywood clowns, in your case.” “Shut up.” Laughter broke between us again. Two Romanos who once made boardrooms and courtrooms quake, now just two men sitting in the morning light, drinking cold coffee, and laughing at memories too absurd to be proud of. ++++ The sun slid slowly above the pine tops, burning the air with a golden light that bounced off the big glass window of the reading room. Lunch hadn't come yet, but the house changed. The scent that had been all honey from Mama's pancakes turned heavy.

"What do you like to do for fun?" "Reading," I say without skipping a beat, and the confusion on his face grows too much; it makes me confused. "I like reading books to pass the time and have fun," I stuttered hard because he was judging me hard, and it made me feel uncomfortable. "I did not say anything," he said as he leaned back into his chair, his eyes staying on mine, and I sat there trying to make him see the reason why reading was fun. "But you were looking at me like I had said something stupid," I murmur and forcefully push the spoon into my mouth with my head still hanging low, not ready to look at him so I do not feel worse.

he said with a chuckle. She laughed, and said, "It's a quote from Ben Franklin, I think." She then wiggled her ass, and said, "Slide that thing out of me, and then let's see if I can take it back up my slut-wife little ass hole in one long push." He took his hard dick all the way out, rubbed the head over the little hole-which seemed to be not quite as little now-and leaned forward, spreading the pucker apart, once again.

But dammit the shit was funny … Asher didn’t get it but Aspen was falling off the chair laughing. So Em said: “F. O. T. C. L.” “Oh god don’t spell.” Mickey complained who was also well past the point of buzzed and headed to drunk. She rubbed her temples with her fingers as if she was trying to stave off a headache. “PLASTERED.” Em ticked and shook her head. “CRYING!!” Aspen said, still laughing. Em got to laughing too and so did Sylvia. Asher was still confused and Rainn was just smiling.

I glared at him, and he noticed it. “What?” he asked innocently but a smirk is very evident on his lips. “What’s funny?” I asked really mad. He raised a brow; amusement is in his eyes. “I am reading a funny book,” he said. My eyes went down to his book, and it was really scientific so why the hell a funny topic would be there? He’s annoying. I just rolled my eyes and walked out to find a fine book that I can read. I stopped in the history section and stared at the books and without noticing I am now smiling.

He does that sometimes to make me feel better. I put on my best fake southern accent. “We weren't aiming for ya, but I doubt I woulda come to your funeral!” “Well, aren't you just a big fat liar?” He grins and I laugh out loud. “Okay.. what's happening here? What am I missing?” Morana asks, looking between us. We do this sometimes. We just start randomly talking in movie dialogue to each other. It is just a thing we do. “He was quoting my favorite movie to me.” I tell her, but she continues to look at me blankly. First off, how can anyone not recognize the lines?

“You are the only person who has ever really listened without making it weird,” Zack admits, his voice dropping to a lower register. “Everyone else either starts crying or tries to give me inspirational quotes or something.” The wind rustles through a nearby oak branches overhead while they sit in comfortable silence for a moment. “Inspirational quotes,” she echoed. “That is a new one. What like ‘hang in there’ cat posters? Weird.”