Humorous Picture Quotes Novels & Stories

It was a goofy picture of the two of us in a beautiful wooden frame, that had a pink carved rose on the corner. “It's for the days that you miss me too much, you can kiss it, hug it or sleep...” He was cut off by Tristan’s growl. He held his hands up and chuckled. “Ok, ok I was joking around I swear, don't get your panties in a twist dude,” he said to Tristan with a smirk on his face. I raised my eyebrows at him, I found him hilarious, but I could tell the wolves didn't get his sense of humor. I think he was enjoying winding them up. He shrugged and slumped into his seat.

At some point, I had to let them go so he could hear them, yes; the tension of laughter has been building in me ever since I asked him if, he was going to throw me to the sharks. "Hahaha! Why are you laughing? You must be dreaming, you funny fellow! There are no sharks in that tiny spring. Hey, come on, stop dreaming of the impossible!" His sense of humour caused more laughter among us. "Okay then, fine! I agree with you on that, there are no sharks, I accepted. Now, what about alligators? Are there no alligators in that spring? Are you going to deny that also?" "No, I won't deny that which is why I'm going to feed you to them. I think you will make a good meal for them, what do you think ab

That usually doesn't end well. A groan escapes my lips and I begin scrolling through my email, seeing the numerous messages. It's even more than I thought. I start to read a few and before long, I'm laughing like a maniac. Their emails are witty and filled with flirtatious remarks. Some of them even went as far as sending pictures to me. I shake my head, ready to close my laptop when one catches my eye.

I smiled triumphantly and said, "I'm not the fig plucker. Nor the fig plucker's son. But I'll pluck figs, till the fig plucker comes." He sighed and murmured bitterly, "I'm not the fig plucker. Nor the fig plucker's son. But I'll---" "It has to be faster!" "Fine. I'm not the fig plucker. Nor the fig plucker's son. But I'll fuck pigs, till the---" "You nasty!" I interjected and everyone burst out laughing. Although it was not that funny, Clark's priceless expression was worth making a meme.

It looks like a typical office with a comfortable chair in the corner, laptop on the wooden table, pocket calculator, book cases, file cabinets, telephone line, business cards, overhead and work lighting, couch for the client seats, center table, plants in pots, recycle bin, alarm system, fire extinguisher and first aid kit. “But there’s something missing,” Brett murmured. I tilted my head at him while wondering what was missing. “Why is there no picture of you hanging on the wall?” Despite everything that happened before this, I burst a crackle of laugh. I hate to admit how funny his joke was. 'My picture in my office? That's hilarious. Only celebrities do that.' “Do you love the idea of ha

“What happens when you drink a bottle of bleach?” I wasn’t expecting the question. But it was like a smack at the back of my head. This is a matter of life and death to him, yet I was flippant about it. I flashed a sheepish smile. “You were right. I do have the IQ of a log.” He burst into laughter for a good whole minute, then pushed my forehead with his index finger with a genuine smile. “Glad you noticed.” ***** Somewhere behind me, I overheard the photographer asking his assistant, “Could we get some fairytale ducks on the lake…?”

Much to his dismay, his aunt wouldn't let up on the teasing and she went so far as to bring out the photo album. Frankly all of us could never boast that we've never taken one bad photo. When I saw a picture of a child version of Luis picking his nose, in cute blue overalls in the sun I choked on my own spit from laughing so hard. Aunt Jeane broke down as well whilst he glared at the both of us," I can't believe you still have that picture." "The world is a cruel place, Lu. Anything that makes you happy, you grab and hold onto it. Or in this case," she gestured towards me grinning," you apply the two e's."

I saw them laughing, and when I saw the picture, I couldn't stop laughing too. It's Diego's picture of a fish with its big mouth open. “ That's the most horrible picture that I have,” Diego shyly said. “ That fish is almost ready to bite your cheeks, daddy uncle,” my son laughed. But when he opened the next page, I couldn't stop laughing. It was him crying, but what made me laugh was that he didn't have a tooth in front. “ Damn! I didn't know Grandpa would really take a picture of me that day,” he said, which made my son laugh.

A faint smile crossed his lips, and I moved closer to him to inspect the picture. What looked to be a seven year old Lucean and Ryker with their parents was what I saw in the picture. Bright smiles adorned their faces as they posed for the picture, but I found it difficult to find what Lucean found humourous until I saw in the picture that his pants were completely soaked.

After Jessica recovered, she smiled, "Who knew he had it in him to crack funny jokes, Mr. Hemsworth?" He arched a brow up and replied teasingly, "Who said I was joking, though?" Jessica smiled and shook her head, "Oh My, It has been a long time since I laughed that hard. Thank you for that." Mr. Hemsworth nodded in response, patting her shoulders, "We all need some good laughs even in the midst of dire situations; laughter, they say, is medicine for the soul." "You are right," Jessica responded as she glanced at her wristwatch, "now I better get going. I have a husband to take care of and a speech to prepare," she added in high spirits.