Funny Tv Series Quotes Novels & Stories

“If we got nothing else, at least we can laugh.” Vincent and I run through everyone throwing rice and get into his car. “Ready to spend every day laughing your ass off?” Vincent asks. “I spent the last 40 years screwing my ass off; the next 40, I can laugh my ass off,” I tell him. “I mean, if we can have sex like we did back there, we can screw our asses off too,” Vincent gives me a side eye. “Wanna bet?” I tease. “Let’s find out what two old folks can do,” Vincent jokes as we drive.

It was one word, but the mournful delivery spoke volumes. “Or we could watch some TV together?” he offered. “That’s a great idea,” she said brightly. “How about a quiz show? You know how much you love shouting out all the wrong answers?” “I don’t know they’re wrong until they tell us the right answers,” he said, deadpan. “Makes me laugh,” she said.

She said that and I started dying on the floor, that was probably the funniest thing I've ever heard. "That is the fucking stoner spectrum!! Either you're a fucking Einstein or a fucking retard that tried to play baseball with a robot," I said, laughing through my words, causing Alex to break too, laughing and pointing out how fucked up my sense of humor is, "It's not my fault! Imagine having a fucked up humor before going through the dungeons of hell to become an arch-demon." "Tha-That's fair but still, that's fucked!" "Fuck me, that was funny," I said and the look I got from Alex scared the fuck outta me, she looked hungry but also cautious, "You good?"

As some really wise person said: Laugh and the whole world laughs with you… “I didn’t mean it that way but what can I say. The quote is made that way.” Zadkiel shrugged, chuckling. Abel was still laughing at it. Zadkiel couldn’t keep his laughter inside when he saw his friend having fits of laughter. He let it out and the two best friends just laughed like they just watched Father do cartwheels while wearing a 70-year-old granny dress and his tights were too stretched that they ripped apart. “Zadkiel, I seriously don’t feel anything at all. Like I just feel sleepy. No pain.” Abel spoke after the laughter had died down and they were enjoying the comfortable silence.

he spoke and I again denied it without even looking at him. “He murders kids, no…” I spoke and all of them laughed looking at how scared I was. “Sarah? What genre then? We’re not watching horror anymore.” He spoke while caressing my hair. “Johnny English?” I spoke in nervousness as comedy is not everyone’s cup of tea. “Okay, I'm ready to laugh.” Harvey spoke sitting uptight. “Well, Mr. Bean never gets old” Tessa spoke delightfully. “This bastard is too lucky.” Bible laughed implementing that he’s already seen this movie.

“Jesse, my man, which is why I’m encouraging you to talk some more! It doesn’t have to be about anything life changing. If you were me I’d say crack a joke but I don’t know if you even know any jokes.” “I know jokes.” His face lit up. “Oh yes? Tell me one then.” “Can you guess what the therapist said when I told my therapist I’m scared of dying alone? “Uh, no what?” “He said, “Most people don’t die with the company,” I said, chuckling. “Get it?” Rain looked at Matt. “Matt, am I supposed to laugh at that?” “Ideally someone is supposed to laugh when they tell a joke,” Matt said with a sigh. “Jesse, what have I told you about your morbid jokes?”

“I manage investments. Build portfolios. IT. Destroy overpriced contracts. Occasionally fire someone who deserves it.” “Wow. Sound like so much fun.” “You’re mocking me.” “Maybe a little.” We went back and forth, each answer peeling back a layer neither of us realized we’d been hiding. Somewhere in between “favorite pizza topping” and “worst childhood haircut,” we started laughing more than we were questioning. Then everything went dark. The power cut out with a sudden, breathless snap. The TV screen blacked. The fridge gave a dying whir. Even the lights flickered once before surrendering.

The Madea movie reaches its uproarious conclusion, and we find ourselves immersed in a lively exchange of laughter and conversations. Jim, Mrs. Dan, and I share our favorite moments, each of us recounting scenes with vivid detail and animated commentary. Mrs. Dan chuckles, "That Madea movie is always a riot, isn't it? Jim, did you see how Anastasia nearly fell off the couch laughing?" Jim grins, "Yeah, Madea never fails to crack us up. Anastasia, what was your favorite part?"

His numbers weren’t as neat or as evenly placed as Aaron’s, but they would do. “Well, I hope that little experiment ends up being worth it,” Alex said from his sentinel position near the opening of the tunnel where the others were sitting. “Me, too,” Elliott agreed as Jamie healed him, and he handed Aaron Van’s knife back. “This takes, ‘Charlie bit my finger,’ to a whole ‘nother level.” Dax and Brandon snickered, and Brandon tossed out there, “You’re so lame, Dad. That’s the oldest meme around.” “It’s not a meme. It’s a YouTube video,” Elliott replied, sinking down onto the ground next to his son.

A smile ghosted his full lips. “We are. At least you see how cool I am now.” I winked cheekily. “Yeah, you’re all right.” I flushed. A different smile tilted his lips. This one was full of affection. “I think we might need to start this episode over.” Ash waved at the TV. “I have no idea what’s happening.” I grinned and leaned back against the headboard. “We could watch Brooklyn 99 if you want.” “Yeah?” “Yeah. I mean, we both like it. And I could use a laugh right now.”