Grumpy Old Men Bloopers Novels & Stories

she says, genuinely sounding happy for me. “How was your day?” I ask her, and they both bust out laughing again. I have no idea what is so funny, and as they start to tell me what went on, they are laughing so hard, I can hardly understand them. All I gather is that some older gentlemen came into one of the offices they were cleaning, not realizing they were there, barking about something embarrassing on the phone. Something about not getting the right Viagra dosage delivered or something, and they had to pretend not to hear him, but he saw them, and then it was hilarious somehow. I didn’t understand. Mim says, “You really had to be there.”

one of the other Elders wondered making the rest laugh. These old men don’t even have teeth at the back. How the fuck do they still laugh in sync together in perfect harmony ? Although their laughs are too shrill for men to have. Ughh. Stupid whiny voice boxes. “Looks like she will be worth more dead than alive afterall,” another remarked and the rest of the assholes guffawed even louder at that. “She is nothing ! If she were in my toilet I wouldn't even bother flushing it. My bath mat means more to me than her,” another scumbag commented and then noises similar to cackling geese echoed throughout the place.

She said, "Keep your voice down. I know you're a new couple, but don't let your neighbors hear what's going on in this room. Do you understand?" I locked eyes with Grayson. A few moments later we both laughed. This is really funny. I think this old lady misunderstood us. Maybe she thought Grayson and I were having sex instead of trying to figure out how to get the two-meter fridge in here. Trying to hold back my laughter, I tried to give an explanation. "I'm sorry that we were noisy. But what you saw is not what actually happened. I almost fell down and he helped me. That's how it happened."

Kelly was ordered to watch the door and stop everyone from coming in. “Grandpa, do you really not want to see me?” Sharon stood at the door and yelled into the room. “Get lost!” The old master sounded angry. His voice sounded powerful and it seemed that the old master was fine. He was just grumpy that he had embarrassed himself during the banquet. “Tsk tsk, you’re really something else, Sienna. You infuriated Grandpa to this extent the moment you came back.” Jim’s tone sounded like he was basking in schadenfreude.

"Plus, I'm not the only one who's here." The old man furrowed his eyebrows. "I don't get it. I can see only you standing before me. Or are you a spirit now?" Draya chuckled. "Oh Adam, what's the polite way of saying 'fuck you' to an old man?" Adam pretended to think. "I think you'll say 'Adam if you don't mind, go intercourse yourself'". Both burst out laughing at the corny joke. Oh the old man had a wonderful taste of humor. "I really missed you Adam. But on the bright side, I came with..."

“Obviously they don’t have phones here. Did you not see that thing out there? I want answers just as much as you, bruv, but we ain’t going home any time soon, I can tell you that much.” “You’re the dick, mate,” Golden Boy shot back. “Can’t you tell we’re being pranked? Probably cameras all over this place. Everyone’s having a good laugh at us, ha, ha, ha. Well fuck that. I’ve got better things to do than provide entertainment for free.” The two alphas continued to snap at each other as more people joined in the pointless debate. I noticed Captain Grayson yawning. He had a ‘seen it all before’ expression on his face and seemed in no hurry to intervene.

She hissed, “we need to leave immediately!” “Alright, alright.” I patted her arm. “I’ll just get the eggplants.” I turned and beamed widely at the worried girl. “Have you seen a brinjal this big and shiny?! It’s like—.” “A cock soaked in cum,” someone said. What...? My face feel deadpanned as it swivelled up to voice. An elderly man in Einstein’s age and appearance was bellowing in laughter at his own dirty joke, his round belly shaking uncontrollably.

While Jolie was stunned by her own hunch, she heard the geezer's laughter while the grunts were done with their work. The old man then growled as he looked around at the grunts, "Alright! No one breathes a word of this, understand?!" "Yes, sir!" all the grunts replied at once. The geezer nodded in satisfaction, but just as he was about to beckon for the grunts to close the shutter, there was a bright flash from a corner of the dark storeroom, soon followed by a loud jingle. Ring!!! "What?!" The grunt who was about to close the shutter paused.

As the altercation finally comes to an end, whispers could be heard amongst the bar patrons speaking about how much Sully looked like a bird flapping it's wings as they poke fun at Sully. Some laughter could be heard in what was just, a not so great situation, as the tension in the air begins to finally lift! "WHAT'S ALL THAT RUCKUS GOIN' ON OUTCHERE IM HEARING?" shouts an older man with a potent southern accent as he walks out from the office in the kitchen area. The man is in his late 70s with gray hair that can be seen sprouting from under his usual straw hat along with a long gray beard to match. Looking at him, you'd probably think he's wider than he is taller with his swole beer belly

This guy has no shame. “You'll be adding more little ones to be sending to the grandparents if you are not careful” an old guy standing behind us suddenly speaks. He had clearly been listening in to our conversation. I can’t help but laugh. “Hmm, true. Don’t think the grandparents would mind though.” Dan says to the old guy with a smile, and the old guy laughs. “Have fun. Make the most of it, before you’re too old and it doesn’t want to work anymore.” He says with a sad smile.