Funny Stories That Are True Novels & Stories

eat? "Then, the big fish said, 'I... like... to... eat... small... fish... that... talks... slowly.' "After that, the small fish said, 'Oh, no!'" Nobody made a sound after Stella told the joke. Stella also thought that it was kind of a bad joke. So, she coughed and said, "Is it not funny?" Vermont showed his support. "No, it's hilarious." However, Keegan said sarcastically, "Do you mean ridiculous?"

he joked, scrolling through the channels until he found a comedy show. We settled on the couch, the room dim except for the warm glow of the lamp beside us. It was easy being with him always felt easy. No pressure, no tension. Just comfort. He began telling me a ridiculous story from the station; a cameraman chasing away a seagull that kept landing on a prop during a live shoot and I burst out laughing. “No! You’re lying!” “I swear! Ask Emmett,” he insisted, laughing with me. “The bird was determined to be a star.”

"I hate jokes and there is not a single joke that I laughed at. I am a serious type of person and it makes me really annoyed when someone said a joke... especially when it's not funny at all!" "But don't judge the book by its cover! I am not trying to brag or anything of that nature... I am actually one of the best comedians in our pack. My talent to make others happy is unparalleled so I can make you happy even when you are at the saddest part of your life!" "Why don't you throw a joke so we can find out if you are really telling the truth or you are just bluffing!" Conan said. "Don't do it," I said with a firm voice. "Try to say one just and my hand will surely fly in your face without a w

It wasn't just me who heard what Hubert Lock said. His parents heard them too. Laidman Lock immediately raised a hand and smacked Hubert lightly on the arm, irritation creeping into his voice. "What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Who jokes with their wife like that?" Michelle Lock quickly patted the back of my hand and comforted me softly. "Crystal, don't take it to heart. It's April Fools' Day, isn't it? Hubert was just being thoughtless and making a joke."

Bradley Fry, my CEO husband, loves bringing his friends home for meals the most. He claims that this makes them feel like an actual family. As they drink in the feast I've whipped up for everyone, one of Bradley's friends comments smilingly, "I knew that you were a virtuous one, Emily! Now this is how the legitimate wife should act!" My expression doesn't falter as I ask in a half-joking manner, "Oh? Does Bradley have a spoiled and pampered mistress by his side, then?" His friends are stunned by my question. A trace of panic crosses their eyes simultaneously. But Bradley just wraps an arm around my shoulders with a smile. "Don't listen to their nonsense, Emily. Who else is worthy as my

What started off as a fairly subdued group quickly opened up as each of them told funny stories about themselves, knowing that Mark, Myra and Maddy didn't really know any of them. Mark told them of how he'd been so hungover in a lecture at college once that he'd fallen asleep and when he woke up it took him three hours to discover he had drawings on his face. Maddy told them of a photoshoot she'd done where she fainted in front of a client but still got the job, and of how she once did the infamous 'skirt-tucked-into-her-underwear' thing and no-one told her.

I start with a small giggle on my face. “I spent my day work all day, mmm at my family company” I laugh. “W-what! That was so boring” Z laughs. “Huh, and I got drunk in the middle of the night, in my bedroom floor, and woke up on couch all the time” I end. Both of us laughing because of the story, our faces are getting red because of the laugh. “Oh, my goodness! That’s insane!” Z tried to stop her laughs and leave a little giggle on her face. “Yeah, my life was insane!” I laugh softly.

“Emma, come here.” “But, I need to….” She tried to pull away from me. I knew she wanted to set her books down, and I knew she hated that I was touching her, but I needed my friends fixed, both of them, and there was only one person who could do that. He was telling a story as we approached, and I didn’t want to interrupt, but I also couldn’t wait too long either. “And then, wouldn’t you know it, but that bear totally left my lunchbox alone and ate every last crumb of my brother’s sandwich!” The kids standing around Mr. Horton’s desk laughed as if that was the funniest thing they’d ever heard in their lives. “And that’s why you don’t always have to be fast—you just have to be faster than the

“Jesus, it’s true. What your granny told me about you jumping out of that window, I mean. Unless you mangled up your arm some other way. Like…like you decided to try jumping a steaming mountain of poo on your dirt bike, and instead of just jumping it, you decided to do a front flip over it at the last second because you thought you were hot teenage shit, and the universe and gravity gave you a big slap down to prove you wrong.” “Sadly, no. It happened the way my granny said, though I like your version better. I might have to tell people that in the future. Although, wouldn’t the poo be soft and cushion the blow?” I swear her lips twitch. The fact that I might be the least bit amusing to her

She said and the couple laughed it off, claiming that they understand "Mom, can we leave please?" Max spoke up in his deep sexy voice that was laced with annoy Immediately they left, "Olivia, how could you greet elders like that?" her mother a What worries them was how they could tell that Max was pi "I didn't come here to be greeting people. Moreover, I did say 'hi' to them." She said nonchala .. Immediately Max and his family settled down on their seat, "she's so beautiful." Emily sai "But was deprived of a brain. Grow up well, dear." Max rep