Novel & Cerita Funny Theatre Quotes

Jasmine muttered under her breath, feeling tears welling up in her eyes. Just then, a powerful voice rang out from behind her: "Is this charade over yet? You might fool the laypeople, but don't delude yourselves with your own theatrics!"

JUST WHAT? A yellow and bright bulb shone beside my head. I got an idea. “I TOLD YOU IT’S NOT A GOOD JOKE!” I shouted at Lance before I slapped his hand that was holding mine. Lance let go of my hand. His narrowed eyes turned open, a family of hippopotamus might come out from them. “Your joke isn’t funny anymore, Sir!” I added. “H-Huh?” Lance stuttered. I glanced at Ingrid who is maybe confused about what is happening. Then I continued my acting.

I whined because I was so embarrassed while he laughed at me. "Hate pollutes the mind." He quoted again and I whimpered. "Next time, pay attention!" He stated, giving me a look. "If we’re quoting Shakespeare, I want to add one." I scoffed crossing my arms on my chest. He motioned his hand to tell me to go on. "Hell is empty and all the devils are here." I spat angrily but it only amused him more and clapped for me as if saying ‘bravo.’ "I hate you... go to hell!" I scowled and grabbed my bag to leave the room. When I was at the door he spoke again.

He said, “Let's try 'The Nutcracker and the Four Realms.” I simply nodded. Before going inside, we purchased tickets, popcorn, and drinks. ××× We exited the theatre once we had finished watching. “Did you have fun, Xy?” He inquired. I grinned as I glanced at him. I exclaimed, “Of course!” “How about you?” I inquired. He strained, “Sure, it's because you're with me.” I chuckled. “That's good” “Why are you laughing?” he asked when I suddenly start laughing. I just remembered something. Though it's not that funny but...

So, why is there no people? “You said this theatre is good,” Harriet complained to Cassius. Tilting his head to her side while holding the colas, Cassius replied, “It is. There is always less people coming here. So, it’s good.” Harriet’s mouth hanged loose. What Cassius meant when he said that the theatre is good is that there are almost no one coming here. And it is perfect for someone like Cassius, who hates crowded place. ‘Why did I forget that? Darn it,’ Harriet sighed inwardly as she caught her forehead with her palm.

"Unlike you, my intentions are pure." Adrian burst into a fury of laughter, "splendid! had I known you were this funny I would've saved my penny to Melbourne comedy theatre," he laughed some more whilst clapping, attracting more attention than needed. "You did this without putting so much effort. Bravo. Get back to work all of you." He addressed the onlookers, "Now, what do you know about my intentions, huh?"

They were stunned and soon broke into a burst of laughter. Don sneered and laughed too. “Harvey, is this your evidence? Don’t you think it’s hilarious?” “Mr. Xander, why are you wasting your time talking to a fool? I don’t even believe anything he said!”

one of the other Elders wondered making the rest laugh. These old men don’t even have teeth at the back. How the fuck do they still laugh in sync together in perfect harmony ? Although their laughs are too shrill for men to have. Ughh. Stupid whiny voice boxes. “Looks like she will be worth more dead than alive afterall,” another remarked and the rest of the assholes guffawed even louder at that. “She is nothing ! If she were in my toilet I wouldn't even bother flushing it. My bath mat means more to me than her,” another scumbag commented and then noises similar to cackling geese echoed throughout the place.

“The night I walked onstage, grabbed the mic, and—by accident—read the cue cards backward. I started with, ‘…and that’s why my mother always says, “Don’t forget to…’’ and then I tripped over the word ‘never.’” Alex laughed, the sound catching in his throat. “Exactly. And when you tried to recover you blurted, ‘I’m a method actor… in reverse!’ The audience burst out laughing—not because the joke landed, but because you looked like a confused robot trying to speak French.” She flushed a deep scarlet. “I could feel every eye in the room on me. I wanted to crawl under the stage and disappear.”

It was almost comical like I was straight out of one of those movies where the comedic relief was merely some poor assistant who was trying to juggle the world, whilst the savvy no-nonsense boss was spouting a bunch of stuff they somehow needed to remember when all their brain power was focused on not tripping over their own two feet and spilling all the clutter in their arms straight onto the floor. “Miss Laurence,” his voice cut through my thoughts as he sternly asked, “Are you even listening to me.” “Yeah of course I am listening to you, why wouldn’t I-” “Then tell me what I just said.” I grinned, “Easy, you just said, Tell me what I just said,” He was not amused. But I was and isn’t that