Funny Riddle Novels & Stories

A guy in a tie-dye poncho stood up and announced, “Okay, I’m just gonna freestyle a riddle, like off the dome.” Everyone booed in delight. “Do it!” He cleared his throat dramatically. “I’m tall when I’m young, and short when I’m old. What am I?” Katherine whispered to Kingsley, “Is it a candle?” He raised his brows. “You’re on fire.” She smiled slightly. “Literally.” Back at the circle, the group had already guessed it. Then came another: “What can fill a room but take up no space?” Several people called out guesses. Someone finally got it—“Light.”

SCARLETT'S POV. I was completely right. The party was boring as hell, and from the looks of things we weren't even near done here. And then even worse, the annoying as fuck MC who thoughts his jokes were so funny but they were obviously not, had been wasting so much time on the third segment of the programme which was jokes and riddles, that I almost threw my shoe at him. If I heard one more uncle joke coming from his mouth, I could just do it right there, damning all the consequences.

he asked her, giving her an innocent look. “You think you’re very funny, don’t you, you little piece of Gorilla Fart?” she asked him angrily, trying to turn his joke on him. Mac and Tara actually laughed this time. N-1-9-8-9 gave her a dazzling smile. “Ahhh… she is smart,” he said. “And nope, I’m not funny. I just think I’m a little too hot.” Mac took a gulp of his beer. “Left fist or right fist, Yenny. Just say the word and I’ll give it to him,” he offered.

"Let it go. We have their clue already. We can get out of here together." I opened the paper again and read what was written. "What Am I? I can be blown but I’m not a bubble I drop but I’m not a tear I come in different shapes but I’m not a snowflake I come in different colors but I’m not a cellphone I come from a tree but I’m not an apple" "Is that a riddle?" she asked curiously while her eyes narrowed at the paper. A small crease was evident on her forehead. "Yeah, I guess."

I instruct her remembering everything Thelma said, I could always do one day in and one day out. ….. My eyes sparkled with laughter as I laughed at another Raffaelle joke, the room is buzzing with lots of people in fancy dinner dresses and champagne and food going around. “You’re a funny man Raffaelle” I tease playfully rolling my eyes, and taking a sip of the champagne.

he says after a few minutes, tapping his fingers lightly on the steering wheel, “I’m really good at cheering people up. You wanna let me try?” “I don’t think anything is going to fix how I feel right now, Jack.” “Challenge accepted.” He grins, turning to look at me briefly. “Okay. What do you call a fish wearing a bowtie?” I raise an eyebrow. “What?” “Sofishticated.” I burst out laughing, shaking my head. It was so stupid and so terrible, but it worked. “See?” He laughs, clearly proud of himself. “Told you I’m magic. One bad joke and you’re already smiling.”

Rachel teased, smirking at him as she edged away from him slowly and he slowly approached her, showing her the tickle hands. "Not tickles please not tickles," Rachel muttered as she started to pick up the pace and he followed her with his full strength as she sprinted off her feets. At this point, the MC who was some comedic industry plant was telling some lame joke to people who were too rich to care, but willingly smiled and laughed for the camera. Made sense, because this event was being broadcasted in every station that mattered. "And what on God's earth brings a smile to your face? because I sure as hell know it ain't his dry as sahara jokes that make me thirsty and not even in the nice

he grins. Something tells me Trick does things on his own timetable and when he wants to shoot the shit, they talk all day. I wonder how I'm going to get in the apartment, but I don't want to come right out and ask. It seems forward, and I don't want to scare him off. "What does shooting the shit mean?" Riley pipes up from where she's sitting in front of me. "How can you put poo in a gun?"

"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.

"Okay! Okay! I will stop, but that joke of yours isn't good. Aren't there any more funny jokes?" I sat down next to Shin again. "I still have a lot of jokes," I replied. "Okay let me hear," "Here is a knock-knock joke. Knock-knock," - Me. "Who's there?" - Shin. "Tank," - Me. "Tank, who?" - Shin. "You're welcome!" Shin and I both poker-faced to that joke at the same time so I immediately drew a long line on it. "Knock! Knock!" - Me.