Groan Sentence Novels & Stories

They all laugh thickly and heavily. They cough and laughter. All combined to my very embarasment. Their every disastrous laughter gets to me. It sinks svd dissolves deeply into my frsigle innocent brain. It continually quakes my brain. Feels as though a roughly functional tractor rides through my evefy brains skull. As though it continually till my brain as soils sre tilled. It's sure devastating and unbearable.

My stomach chose that moment to grumble loudly, spoiling the romance of the moment. For a moment we just sat there and then I started to giggle. “What is so funny?” Ruin was laughing right along with me although he was trying to hide it. “Nothing.” I hiccuped. “I’m just laughing because at least I didn’t fart or anything.” Shaking his head Ruin pushed the menu across the table towards me. “Let’s get you fed woman, I think you are going crazy. And we all know that after crazy comes hangry and no one wants that.”

As Noah licked at her soft, moist lips, she groaned and felt her body as it pushed against him. When he raised his head, her gaze met his, dark and passion filled, he said. “Damn, you’re so beautiful, baby.” “Are you just saying that to get in my pants?” Grace asked, but the corner of her mouth lifted in a teasing smile. Only Noah didn’t find it funny. “Well, if that’s what you think, then maybe we should stop.” He said, pushing back, but Grace quickly stopped him. “That was a joke,” she paused when he looked at her. “A bad one considering I’ve ruined the moment.” She said.

I clenched my jaw at his stupid joke. "It's not the time for a joke Evan. " I hissed in anger. "Then tell us who is Grace? " " Wait let me tell you from the starting. " Noah started to explain them what exactly happened in detail. *********************************** Thank you for reading....

“Alright, Shakespeare, but seriously… pants.” That cracks everyone up again and even I grin. Then my stomach growls loudly. How long has it been since I ate?

She laughed, the sound echoing in the empty room, "I'm glad to see you haven't lost your sense of humor." "Ha. Me? Losing my sense of humor? They can lick my ass crack for all I care. Might just enjoy that shit though." "Okay, that went from funny to gross real quick," she groaned. "Funny, that's exactly what Grace says when it comes to my sense of humor." "You and her seem close," the woman mused, brows knitting together. Creases formed between her eyebrows and on her forehead. It was almost as if she had never seen what friendship looked like before.

I clearly didn’t understand it so there was no need for me to panic or whatsoever. I finally shrunk my shoulders and spread my arms in the open air “What’s funny, why are you laughing so hard?” I asked as I looked from my mate to Joan to the elder mother. “ what I need answers please. Why is everyone giggling? I didn’t say anything funny.Cassian what did you say to them? I want to fill in the joke. What’s the joke about talking to me?

When she heard that, she glared at him and said disdainfully, "It's just an agreement. What's so great about it? So what if I can't do the same? Are you the only one who can do it?" Frederick mocked her. "Why wouldn't you be able to do it too? I remember you said how even your dog at home can do it. Does that mean you're not as capable as your dog?" The crowd didn't expect Frederick to attack Grace with her own words, and they couldn't help laughing. Since the company wasn't going bankrupt, they were all in a great mood. Naturally, they would all burst out laughing when they heard Frederick's mocking words. Grace was infuriated when she heard the people laughing at her, and she glared at Fre

“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.

Insert sarcasm. I looked at Eula and plastered an evil grin on my face. She widened her eyes at me, looking stressed as ever. "I said, my name is Florence Mil," I said and flashed an innocent smile. "Oh, your office looks dull, by the way. It's plain and boring, the cabinets are not even well organized, and the colors... tsk, tsk, tsk... whoever designed this office has a bad taste." I shook my head and pretend to be disgusted.