Funny Things Novels & Stories

“Why would I change when you’ll never stop trying to earn a joke from every situation?” “Isn’t life more fun with jokes? Something to laugh about once in a while. You know, it makes the world beautiful and fun when it’s dark. Studies even say laughter heals faster than herbs do. Lowers pain, strengthens the heart, clears the head. Makes the blood flow freer. In short — that’s why I’m looking younger and living longer. Which of those old people in the pack is as old as me, uh? None. I’m the oldest.”

safe, content, happy. A wave of laughter erupted as Brian launched into another one of his jokes, his infectious humour washing away any lingering stress. For a blissful while, the world outside ceased to exist, replaced by the joy of my shared silliness. A forgotten warmth spread through me, the simple pleasure of laughing with Brian a rediscovered treasure, thanks to the movie.

he added, and a deep chuckle escaped me, followed by a loud laugh. “Oh my goodness,” I choked out, clutching my stomach from laughter. “You’re so fucking funny, Conan,” I muttered, my laughs reducing to mere chuckles now. “Goodness, at least come up with something believable if you’re going to lie. What fucking century do you think we’re in?”

I should have shooted a video of Mr Kingston on that situation with a hash tag. #I just ripped ceo slash mafia king's pants. Oh! that sounds too vulgar. I cluchted my tummy and laughed so hard. He might be covering his ass with his palms to get inside his room. The sight was so funny. It's fun to annoy the CEO slash mafia.

He was confused and clueless. " Why are you laughing? What's so funny in these jars ". Yeah! Clueless he was about the product in the parcel. On the other hand, Juhee was finding it hard to stop laughing, it was just so funny thya someone would send them something like this. " Hey! Hey! Please stop laughing and tell me what you found so funny to laugh your ass off ", He was annoyed by her random laugh. Juhee sneakily glanced at her pants, just beloved his abdomen.

I had no idea how he managed to produce that much noise despite being a kid. "After the meal, you two have to go for a movie!" Luther chirped happily. He seemed even more excited than me. "In fact, you gotta go for a horror movie! Kyrie will go, 'Oh, Mr. Skyworth! I'm so scared!'" Luther spoke the dialog in a high-pitched voice while pretending to dive into my arms. Where the hell did this brother of mine pick up these weird skills? Sometimes, I had a feeling that Luther wasn't a ten-year-old at all. How was it that he was so knowledgeable about these things?

He let out a low peal of laughter, revealing his deep-rooted dimples. "What is the most fun thing you have done in a while?" He cocked a brow at me before diving his face right into the water. "Hmm!" I mumbled while pondering to myself. You see, being in a strip club while a stripper of my age entertained me is fun. Having a neighbor next door strip at the middle of the road by midnight is equally fun, but breaking into someone else's house and swimming in their pool is a different kind of fun altogether. It is a little unruly, roguish, and fun in a badass way.

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?"

“You are funny.” I narrowed my eyes at her. “I am also traumatized. I almost got eaten by wolves. I fell off a cliff. I ran through ghost trees. I saw dead people walking like they were on a normal stroll. And now I am talking to a naked stranger. So yes. I am funny. It is a coping mechanism.” She laughed. Actually laughed. Which annoyed me. “You think this is funny?” I demanded. “Yes.” “This is not funny. This is the worst day of my life.”

Liam had an uncanny ability to infuse laughter and light-heartedness into any situation. His jokes, witty remarks, and playful banter seemed to dissolve the weariness of the physical work we were engaged in. The repetitive strokes of the paintbrush and the meticulous care required to refurbish the furniture might have been tiring, but Liam's humor was a refreshing reprieve. It kept us going, and his ability to make even mundane tasks feel like fun was a testament to his infectious spirit.