Humor Books & Stories Novels & Stories

"He doesn't do any of that. I have warned you to mind the words you use!" I burst into laughter. "It's shocking that you haven't gotten used to Raya's sick humor by now," "She should stop making those stupid jokes. I hate it. Look at her, she makes jokes out of her condition even. Does it sound like something we should be laughing about?" Her voice cracked and she walked out on us. Raya sighed. "She gets like that all the damn time. It's annoying," "You should understand that she's only mad because she cares."

He told me pointedly, laughing at me like a clown. “You don’t mince words, do you?” I asked in a sarcastic tone, smirking at him. He laughed at me, obviously enjoying himself at my expense. I could already tell that we are going to be great friends in the future. I think I like his humor, I like the fact that he doesn’t try to please or displease anyone. He speaks the truth and damns the consequences. That’s the type of guy that’s the kind of people I love to have around me.

“You’ve attended royal parties as you mentioned and that makes you a better caliber than most of those socialites attending that annual event. Half of them can’t even waltz. But you, definitely know how to.” “And how did you know that?” she was beginning to be amused with his reasoning. “I guessed,” he stated matter-of-factly. Aurora laughed. It was a marvelous sound, he decided her amusement evident in her eyes. He was somewhat surprised; he was able to make her laugh. He was not a joking sort. He knew he’s got no sense of humor. He used to be regarded as humorless when he was still in Harvard. But hearing her laugh at his remark was indeed a pleasant surprise. His next statement however, s

One of the senior executives, wiping tears of laughter from his eyes, added, “Maybe we should get Jerry to do all our presentations. At least then we’d be laughing through the pain.” Jerry leaned forward, adopting a more serious tone but still with a twinkle in his eye. “In all seriousness, folks, humor might not solve our problems, but it can definitely help us think more clearly. When you’re not bogged down by stress, you can see solutions you might have missed before.” The atmosphere in the room shifted noticeably. What had been a dire and despondent meeting was now infused with a lighter, more hopeful energy. People were exchanging ideas more freely, the initial doom and gloom replaced b

Not rejecting the truth. Understanding it Theodore suddenly kneels beside me too “Also humans cope with trauma using humor.” Everyone looks at him. Theodore shrugs awkwardly “What? It’s medically relevant.” Shockingly The Unmade pauses “Humor…” The word sounds foreign in its voice. Theodore nods seriously “Yeah. Sometimes existence is so horrifying you either laugh or emotionally combust.” Eryndor pinches the bridge of his nose “That is the worst explanation of humor I have ever heard.” Theodore points immediately

They both laugh humorously. * * * * *

she giggled at her own joke. Guila’s giggle rippled through the air, a moment of levity amidst the heavy atmosphere. Her joke, bizarre and unexpected, painted a vivid picture in my mind. I couldn’t help but smile at her words, the image she conjured absurdly amusing. It was as if, even in the darkest moments, she managed to find a glimmer of humor, a ray of light that pierced through the shadows.

Hey Nate, Did you do a weird thing? Let's see. You read comments on an online support group, saw one that caught your interest, couldn't suppress the urge to talk to the girl that wrote said comment, sent her the oddest email she's ever read, and then decided to forget that he ever sent the email in the first place. Is that weird? I'll leave you to answer that for yourself. And yes, I do have a sense of humor. Usually the dark kind, but it's still humor nonetheless, isn't it? But nowadays, very few things make me laugh. So,I don't know what to make of it. Does that still count as having a good sense of humor?

I let out a sarcastic smile, “have fun inhaling carbon dioxide there.” With that, they burst out laughing. “We really need to think ways to put some humor inside your brain!” Ave exclaimed, still laughing. I pursed my lips. “I don’t need that.” “As expected from you,” Rebel chuckled. I roll my eyes heavenwards. I don’t need some humor. A bitter smile placed against my lips. I only need someone who’ll save me from this hell. “How about this?” “Your showing too much skin.” “This one?” “Too short.”

Her broad nose and smile created an expressive face, probably harkening back to some sort of Pacific Islander heritage. "Stop encouraging them," Kelsey scolded. "They're acting a fool because you keep laughing." Felecia chuckled. She couldn't help it. Harper winked at her over the top of his mug as he drained the last of his coffee. Jamie gave Kelsey a sidelong look. "Just because you don't have a sense of humor doesn't mean everyone has to be a stick in the mud." Kelsey returned Jamie's look with her own flat stare. "I have a sense of humor, thank you very much. I just don't find your fart jokes funny."