Funny Things To Randomly Say Novels & Stories

I shouted at her. She just kept on laughing. "What's so funny ?." I said "....let me guess....you are with a comb in your left pocket." She said raising her left brow. "No....maybe....yea.." I startled. "You never change." She said as she started laughing. "What's so funny..." "....just remembering how you couldn't do the super kick your dad taught you.... Once he broke your comb you were so angry that you knocked down an oak tree, using the super kick....."

“Good. Now, tell me something fun about you.” I lift a brow. “Fun?” “Yes, fun. Not work, not lingering ghosts.” She leans in slightly. “Do you have any terrible habits? A weird talent? An embarrassing childhood story?” I smirk. “I can juggle.” Her eyes widen. “No way.” “Way.” “That is an objectively amazing skill.” She tilts her head. “Can you do it with knives?” I chuckle. “You sound way too excited about that.” “Can you, though?”

At my sudden question, Cassius stared at me. “...” “Because their horns don’t work,” I said and chuckled. “...” He blinked his eyes as is he finally realized that I am saying a joke. But it felt awkward that he did not smile a bit. And so, I thought of another joke that made me laugh so hard before. “I g-got into a fight with someone last night and it was totally my fault.” “...” “Because I was asked what was on the TV. And I answered, dust.”

I pleaded. She grinned mischievously once again. "Oh Grealish, don't you see? I'm here to teach you a valuable lesson. Life is unpredictable, and sometimes it throws you an unexpected curveball. You've spent far too much time worrying about the mundane. It's time to embrace the chaos and find laughter in the absurdity of it all!" What the fuck? She's crazy!

As we perused the menu, placing our orders with the attentive waitress, Victor's playful nature began to shine through our conversation. He regaled me with amusing anecdotes, his quick wit and infectious laughter filling the air. I couldn't help but be drawn into his joyous energy, each of his funny remarks eliciting genuine laughter from me. "You know," Victor chuckled, leaning in slightly, "I once tried to cook a gourmet meal and ended up burning toast. It was quite a masterpiece of culinary disaster."

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Heavy with shit we weren’t saying. I cleared my throat. “Alright. That’s enough depressing hospital talk. You know what would really make my day better?” He glanced at me, brows raised. “A really dumb joke.” Andrew blinked. Then tilted his head a little, lips twitching like he was fighting a smile. “A dumb joke?” I nodded, lips curving around the cigarette still hanging from my mouth. “Come on. Hit me.” He gave me a look—half skeptical, half amused. “Fine. What do you call a sad strawberry?”

I wracked my brain, but nothing came out. Every option seemed to fast-track, jumping into a more terrible position. So I went with the best — Smile. My lips curled upwards, I chuckled, My go-to when I have nothing to say. I tugged her arm, throwing my head back, I allowed the laughter to bubble up. And just as I had expected, she laughed along. Laughter was infectious — especially when it was from a true emotion. All I had to do was remember something good, a memory from my recent ones. With Ramon. Surprisingly, it was him who came to my head.

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At the same time, I just stared at her blankly. "I… brought you chicken vegetable soup." In the end, Kyrie was the one who shattered the silence. She took a seat by my bed and served me a bowl of chicken vegetable soup. "Thank you. I happen to be starving." I screamed inwardly. Someone, please help me! Why on earth did I say such weird things? Why couldn't I control my goddamn mouth? I accepted the bowl of soup before downing it immediately. I haltered a second later, wondering if I'd looked undignified when I'd been wolfing down the soup.