Hump Day Quotes Funny Novels & Stories

His eyes held sorrow. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, I myself had a lousy day." I went upstairs to sleep. A useless text message woke me up about one Cindy girl being jealous of another girl been with her boyfriend. "Imagine, they couldn't even punctuate properly!" I sip from my hot coffee, chuckling. "Yea?" Jay swirl the drink in his hand, his eyes looking so far away. "Stop thinking about it. Do you remember the number of rejections today's - successful people faced in the past?

“Haha. She was a very sweet girl. But it’s Valentine’s Day. Why would I want to spend that with anyone else but you?” I give him a wry smile. “Technically, it’s the fifteenth now.” “Even so.” He grins at Ian as he brings two whiskies over. “Cheers.” I sigh and take one of the glasses. “You’re trying to destroy my liver,” I grumble. “I like you drunk,” Huxley says. “It files off your sharp edges.” “What sharp edges? I don’t have any.” He laughs. “Yeah, of course you don’t.” He holds up his glass, and I tap mine to it. “I always drink to world peace,” he says. It’s a quote From Groundhog Day.

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.

I patted his shoulder and said, “We are the three musketeers, nothing will ever pull us apart. Not even girls, bros before hoes, you jump, I jump.” We started laughing and Mitchum came out of the bathroom at that moment and said, “What are you fuckers laughing at?” “Your ugly mug, fucker!” I said as I continued to laugh louder. “Man you guys are just assholes,” Mitchum sulks and he walks to the kitchen area grabbing a toaster pastry and a can of soda. Kenneth ever the peace maker amongst us says, “Don’t get your panties in a wad bro, we were having a deep conversation about the note Bay got yesterday. Then he said something to lighten the mood and we were laughing at that.”

"And me!" exclaimed the mug on the table. "Tomorrow, I'll tip myself over and give the back of his hand a nice blister." The ceiling light let out a cold snort. "I'll fall down on his shiny bald head and smash him good." Upon hearing these words, I was stunned and began to wonder if working overtime had caused me to hallucinate. The keyboard kept clattering away, and another line appeared on the screen. "What are you still standing there for? Pack up and go home to sleep. Why are you still killing yourself here?"

Slowly smiling. --- Work is work. Meetings. Emails. Deadlines. The usual chaos. But every time my phone buzzes, my heart jumps. Haruto: Missing you already. Marcus: Tonight? The rooftop. Just us. Julian: Hope your day is bearable. Thinking of you. I reply to all of them. Short messages. Honest ones. Me: Missing you too. Me: Tonight sounds perfect. Me: Thinking of you too. Sadie catches me smiling at my phone during lunch.

Can you imagine that? "You look tense. Already exhausted?" Hazer asked, and I realized then I’d just been standing there like a mannequin. I hadn’t even responded to her name. “Oh God... I’m sorry, Hazer.” I laughed tightly. “It’s just been a long day. I mean...” She waved it off, smiling again. “Don’t worry about it. I get it. Big events are a lot.” Then suddenly, she gasped, dramatically slapping her palm over her mouth like something out of a teen movie. “Oops.”

What kind of best friend gave away my pizza, anyway? “He has a couple of slices saved for you, by the way. He told me to tell you to stop and eat something before you pass out and ‘fall face-first into a beaker of zombie juice,’ whatever the hell that means.” I couldn’t help smiling. I could hear the quotes in her voice, and it was so, so Colin. I stood up from the stool I’d been perched on for the past couple of hours, my back cracking and my ass absolutely freaking throbbing. “I can take a break. Should we go—”

“Sounds like pure trash wrapped in muscle to me.” I smiled at that. “Right?” We sat there a moment, like we were all remembering our own worst times. And then Kim said it again, quieter this time. “You know what’s funny? When it’s happening to you, however bad it is, you still think maybe next time… you’ll know better. But you don’t.” We all laughed at this so hard we were basically acting like old friends. “That’s not funny,” Zane said with a small, sad laugh. “That’s just sad.”

said Hue. "Reminds me of what Ginger always say; life is full of strange surprises." I said. Allen replied, "This one, is phenomenal. I could write an article about it, I bet I'll be famous." "Wanna know what's more phenomenal?" Hue asked. We wait for his answer, until he suddenly farted. "That's phenomenal." Allen and I sit up because it stinks. "HUEBERT!" I shouted. "So disgusting!!" Allen said while laughing. Hue stood up, ready to run as he say, "Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all week!" then he laugh hysterically while we chase him down, under the moonlight, running around barefooted, our toes sinking in the sand.