Great Joke Stories Novels & Stories

“Can we please talk about something else?” I groaned as Jake went on to another story about me. “I think that the last story about me running naked through the high school is enough.” I stated, going to grab myself another beer from the fridge. “Isn’t this what families do? Tell embarrassing stories about each other in front of their significant others?” Jake laughed, taking the beer I handed him. “You should have heard the stories Amalia’s parents told me. Skinny dipping in the neighbor’s pool was one of my favorites!”

“Oh you like that? Well I also proposed to her the day I met her and she said no!” I groaned and covered my face, thinking about how embarrassing that was. “Oh, and then I gave her my virginity only to find out days later that she was sleeping with my best friend. So I went to go kill her ex and instead she almost died. Now she barely even likes me.” How do the Griffons find these sad stories so funny? I mean sure there’s some humor to it, but I consider it ‘you had to be there’ humor. “Thank you, I’ll be here a few more hours hopefully!” Hunter grinned and waved.

"Ah! Nothing, Jared. Your mother and I are just talking about something. She told me a joke, and it was so funny, which is why I burst out laughing." "May I know what joke it is, Dada?" Jessie laughed. "Oh, it is not for kids, Jared. Do not worry; once you finish your sketches there, Dada will tell you some jokes. Is that alright?" Jared thought about it for a couple of seconds before he nodded his head. "Alright, Dada!" Then he goes back to his sketch pad again. Jessie covered his mouth and chuckled as he took a glance at me. I glared at him and bumped his shoulder.

His booming voice filled the air with glee, As he entertained us, setting spirits free. "Let's say old time jokes, shall we?" Chants of 'yes' sounded around the room. "Did you hear about the vampire who opened a bakery? He got into a lot of trouble because his cakes were always too bloody." The room erupted with laughter, a joyful sound, As we all shared in the mirth that went around. Stephanie chimed in with a witty remark, Adding to the humor, making the atmosphere spark. "Alpha Darwin, have you heard the one about the talking dog?

Jim chuckles, adding his own twist to the tale, "Well, speaking of rain, I remember this one time when our family camping trip turned into a muddy adventure. We ended up making the best mud pies, and Mom was not happy about it!" Jonathan, intrigued, leans in and shares, "Rain seems to be the theme tonight. You know, back in college, there was this legendary prank involving a rain machine. Let me tell you, that story still makes me laugh." Laughter echoes through the room as we dive into one amusing story after another. The living room, once a serene space, now resonates with the joyous sound of shared narratives. Each tale unfolds like a piece of a puzzle, contributing to the colorful mosaic

He quickly wiped it away. "Wah! I think I got too emotional. Should I tell a joke? Would you like it? Okay, here I go. Why did Cinderella get kicked out of the basket ball team?" A small silence followed. And then, "BECAUSE SHE RAN AWAY FROM YHE BALL!! HA HA HA!!" Jake laughed maniaclly, followed by me. If Islette Hargreve would be here somewhere, I'm sure she would be the most delighted. But unlike me, they weren't all so lucky.

“Jokes have owners, Grace! Do not try to crack one if you know you will do something contrary to what a joker can, and that is to pull a smile or erupt outbursts of laughter from people. That back there was not a joke at all, Grace!” I say that because if she was joining, that was a terrible one. She should know that she stinks at it.

If she moved, he might lose it. “Are you done?” There was only silence. “Nolan, can I tell you a joke? I promise that you’ll calm down.” She heard ‘OK’ from behind her, with a hint of curiosity in his voice. “A cube of sugar was walking toward the North Pole, and when it got there, it felt really cold and was frozen solid, so it became rock sugar.” Nolan was rendered speechless. The woman excitedly continued. “I have another one. A cabbage started to strip while it walked, and after a few steps, it disappeared!”

Bradley Fry, my CEO husband, loves bringing his friends home for meals the most. He claims that this makes them feel like an actual family. As they drink in the feast I've whipped up for everyone, one of Bradley's friends comments smilingly, "I knew that you were a virtuous one, Emily! Now this is how the legitimate wife should act!" My expression doesn't falter as I ask in a half-joking manner, "Oh? Does Bradley have a spoiled and pampered mistress by his side, then?" His friends are stunned by my question. A trace of panic crosses their eyes simultaneously. But Bradley just wraps an arm around my shoulders with a smile. "Don't listen to their nonsense, Emily. Who else is worthy as my

"And guess what? He raised his cup, moving it in circle as he waited for me to guess. Yeah, he probably knew I was really poor in making guesses. He had talked, he let the cat out of the bag. "I know how dumb you could be most at times. So let me not keep the newe waiting and the excitement dying because of some dumb soul." He scoffed, laughing hard as he banged the table at his own jokes and what was required of every one who was present there was to laugh alongside with me. Even if…. It was a boring joke, no one cared as far as they wouldn't lose their life.