Hilarious Funny Short Stories Novels & Stories

It has stopped snowing for a while. Our laughter mixes with the scent of smoke and the faint chill of the night. We’re playing truth or dare, joking, teasing, discussing office dramas and trivial gossip. The game falls silent when Mr. Hale steps out with Frank. Both taking seats by the fire. To everyone’s surprise, he casually says he wants to join in whatever we were doing. When it’s my turn again, I get dared to act like Mr. Hale. I hesitate until I catch his approving smile. Taking a deep breath, I try to mimic him perfectly

Way too much food. But nobody seemed to care. The apartment filled with laughter. Stories. Jokes. Playful arguments. At one point Lily and Greta somehow ended up debating who knew me better. Minnie naturally joined in. Mostly to expose embarrassing childhood stories. Which I absolutely did not appreciate. "Remember when Carla tried cutting her own hair?" "Minnie." "And cried because she looked like a mushroom?" "MINNIE." The laughter that followed nearly shook the apartment. I buried my face in a pillow.

The room went dead quiet when I said I would take the prize, but that quiet did not last. A second later, laughter thundered through the air. Lily Smith was the loudest, doubling over with tears streaming from her eyes. "How else could she be the top seller?" she cackled. "A woman like her has to have skin as thick as a rhino." I ignored her snide comments and kept my cool. "Just to be clear," I said, "since the company so generously 'rewarded' me with bathroom duty, that's all I'll be doing for the next three days. Everything else is off my plate."

“Now. The laugh. I heard you yesterday, when you thought no one was listening. It’s too high.” He stopped in front of me, tapping his own chest. “Elion’s was deeper. From here.” The gesture was intimate. Unexpected. I flinched. His jaw tightened instantly. “Try again,” he said. “I’ll tell you a joke. It’s a terrible one. Elion hated it.” He told it anyway... something painfully unfunny involving a squirrel and a priest. I forced out a weak chuckle, the sound thin and hollow. “No.” The word cracked like a whip.

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Lily was one of those brainy people who could play on words and make one sentence say fifty different things if she wanted. I started this Impossible Dare challenge three weeks ago. The first week had been Mandy’s turn and she had had to slap the Dean or cough out fifty grand. She had done it in the end rather than sell her car. Neila had had to flash her boobs at Professor Reitman and Lily had had to suck my pussy every night because she had not been able to give a campaign speech naked; tonight was the last night of Lily’s two weeks of cunnilingus. I stared at her, feeling the entire blood drain from my face. I was really in trouble, I realized.

The occupants at the table roared to life again with laughter like everyone was on some cue to burst into short laughs at the same time. “Please let him be. I mean look at the size of him, he’s a man mountain!” said Jordan with a mouthful of cheesecake himself. “I wish I was half his size, I’d move the fridge to my room.” Again, everybody broke off into short, momentary bursts of laughter, while Mark, now clearing out the last crumbs of cheesecake on his plate, nodded with a slight grin in the affirmative of Jordan’s remark about him. He took one quick glance at everybody at the table from his wife, to Jordan and Sandy, the couple who had been good neighbors to him and his wife since they mo

"You have no idea–I was just joking around, but those disgusting guys went crazy asking me for your contact." The old me would have already been crying, asking her how she could do this to me, voice breaking. Not this me. My teeth clenched so hard they hurt. My whole body trembled with anger. I snatched the flyer out of her hand and slapped her across the face. Tara screamed, clutching her cheek in disbelief. "You hit me? I treat you like my best friend, and you can't even take a joke anymore?" Best friend? I let out a cold laugh.

"Okay, okay. Maia, make sure you scream nice and loud so I can enjoy the show too," Raul said. They said long-haul truckers were a crude bunch. I was seeing it firsthand now. I couldn't believe the things coming out of their mouths. My face was burning a deep crimson. For the rest of the day, I lay on the sleeper berth in the back while the two men chatted up front. Most of their conversation consisted of raunchy jokes and dirty talk. I tried to act uninterested, but they were so loud that every word reached my ears.

At one point, I was sure that I moaned, which only made Kai more focused on the job of relieving my pressure, all with a satisfied smile. I could have stayed there all night, laughing, talking, and drinking. But it was nearly four in the morning, and I thought it best I get home. I didn’t need my lonely heart making any rash decisions. Once safe inside, I sent a group text and told them I had a lot of fun and that i’d be in touch. Barely able to wiggle out of my dress, I was too exhausted to wash off my makeup or take a shower. I found pleasure in the feel of my sore and sweaty body. It was the most fun