Good Yo Mama Jokes Novels & Stories

I’m sorry, my mind cannot comprehend that weird tone he just used, it’s new. "I made the salad, not her," his mother butts in with a prominent scowl, "Shut your mouth and eat. You do not criticize food unless you have hunted or cooked it. And you didn’t do shit, so fucking shut it.” Holy shit, Luna Vivian does not like playful Jae. And she has a filthy mouth, I did not expect that. "Goddamn, I was just joking," Jae mumbles and pops the tomato into his mouth, "Yum. Thank you, mother. I love tomatoes, I’ll hunt them next time.”

she went on. “We are both tired, as well, Mom. See? We aren’t your biological sons.” Josh couldn’t resist joking, earning him an eye roll from his mother. “Do you get as tired as women, though? They both wore eight-inched high heels the entire day. “Besides, what’s the point of telling me that? What, do you want them to give you a massage in return? In your dreams, maybe,” their mother said with a snort at her own joke.

" Dad suddenly gasped for air and collapsed straight to the ground. Ethan caught him just in time, but he didn't stop yelling at me. "Your mom did all that because she loved you. She would give her life for you without hesitation, and this is how you talk about her? Mark my words, Rosie Mitchell! Karma will catch up to you." As the crowd around us grew, I rolled my eyes. "You're not the one about to die, so why are you all so anxious? I know she's my mother. Maybe you should ask her if she'd want me to break the rules." I turned and pretended to ask into the ward.

With unsteady but swift movements, Mama moved towards Joel and engulfed him in a really tight hug, and he hugged her back. "My grandson, oh! my...." She broke the hug and cupped his cheeks, scrutinizing him properly. ".. You've grown so big and fat... I can't believe it's really you, Joel" She said. "Yes! Mama.. I'm here now" "Oh! dear! I've really missed you.." She suddenly frowned and took her hands from his face, and placed it on her face. ".. You're such a bad child. A really bad child, you abandoned me here in this big city all alone.. You don't even call to ask how I'm doing. You're a bad child" Mama said, feigning annoyance.

I'll only ever be a disappointment to him. I still make my jokes though. Thats the time where I can be myself, and make people happy. I want to make people happy. I've never liked it when they're upset. Everytime Theo got upset, I'd tell him a funny story and that usually worked. I wonder if Mommy would have liked my jokes?

Like dominoes falling, each person was pulled down in succession until the entire family was sliding through the mud, the mother's face leaving a visible trail through the muck. "Oh, karma is beautiful," David said loudly enough for us to hear, making no attempt to hide his glee. "Did you see that? Face-plant right into the mud! I hope someone got that on video!" Miranda was laughing so hard she nearly lost her own balance, forcing their family to slow down while she regained her composure. "That's what you get for talking trash about good people!" she called out, not bothering to direct her comment to anyone specific. Kyle and Amber were giggling uncontrollably, their steps becoming uncoord

A funny scenario played in my head about me extending my hand to the father and saying, "Hi, my name is Cameron Parker and I am twenty years old. I'm in my third year in college." Instantly, I imagkmyy my head being replaced with that of a goat and I chuckled, rolling my hand into a fist and putting it over my mouth so I could use it as a means to cover up for laughing. I coughed into the fist and Jade threw stare daggers at me with a wrinkled nose. "You're the only fart smelling here." I muttered and she smacked my chest with her hand. Maya laughed and it made me flash a tight lipped smile at nobody in particular. It just gave me a lot of joy whenever she was happy.

“My Mom was always the broadcaster. Always talking. Always had something in mind to say. Something important to chip in. Growing up as a child, I saw her as a talkative, meddlesome, basket mouth.” A short laugh escaped my mouth. I wasn't supposed to laugh. This was Mrs. Jocelyn's mom we were talking about here. A serious matter. But I couldn't help but laugh. Basket mouth? Who calls their Mom a basket mouth? Mrs. Jocelyn didn't care that I laughed. She didn't look pissed. She gave a smile, them started laughing too, like we were talking about the weather.

Zoey p.o.v As I finished eating a meal that could have easily fed ten people, I leaned back in my chair with a contented sigh. “I feel alive.” I release a burp nosily, Adriano giggles pointing at me. “Momma, you farted with your mouth.” He laughs further as if it's the funniest thing in the world. I smile, my heart swallowing with great Joy, he's my bundle of happiness. He's the one person I look at that keeps me going for the past months. My son and unborn daughter are my strength,

Marsha tried to dig deep. “Jealous of you?” Anna scoffed. “If that’s what you think, so shall it be. But I have never been jealous of you. Ever since I know you, I have always pitied you.” “Pity me?” Marsha let out in a surprise-questioning tone. She giggled, adding, “nothing happens to me. I have always lived a better life. I have the best dad in the world. Everyone love me. And I am getting married to the best man in the world. So, definitely you envy me.”