Inappropriate Knock Knock Jokes Novels & Stories

, I said confidently. "OK. But still please humor me. I won't be able to live if something happened to you", he said. "Be careful it sounds like you are falling for me" , I joked. He didn't make a witty come back just stared at me. I knew it was a bad joke. He had some deep issues and I shouldn't go poking him. We heard a knock and I saw Sall and another woman I assume Janine is standing over the door. "Can we come?", asked Sally.

“It’s where you get your ass into my room and give me the best kiss for Christmas.” Where is this coming from, these are such corny romantic comedy jokes. And that shit is fucking stupid. “Sebastian Cain, are you asking for me to kiss you?” She types back.

“You know, Ruby, we learned a joke yesterday. Want to hear it?” I nod eagerly, intrigued by the joke that has captured their attention. “Alright,” Ethan begins, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Why don’t grumpy people like corn on the cob?” Playing along, I pretend to ponder the question. “Hmm, I’m not sure. Why don’t they?” “Because they think it’s ‘a-maize-ing’ that anyone could be happy!” Ethan bursts into laughter, and soon, the infectious giggles spread throughout the room.

Attempting to open the door, I discovered it was locked. I raised my fist, knocking heavily, anticipating a response. After several minutes of knocking without any answer, a frown crept onto my face. “Julian! Henri! If any of you are in there, it’s not funny! Open up and stop acting like assholes!” I knocked and knocked until my knuckles were red and sore. Still, there was no response. Just pure, utter silence. “Fuck,” I gritted my teeth, filled with a sudden wave of annoyance. This is a waste of my time, goddamnit.

He complimented, spanking me on my boobs and butt at the same time. Just as Jaxon was about to jerk off, we heard a knock at the door. “Ignore it and make me cum," He said, although I wasn't happy about the fact that he always gets to cum and I don't. “You what I will," I said, and I continued riding him, getting faster by the second when the knock sounded at the door again. “Who the fuck is it? We are fucking busy,” Jaxon yelled, getting exhausted from the interruption. “It's Mike and Harley, you motherfuckers," Harley yelled, still knocking on the door.

’’ Adamie clasped his palms together. ‘‘I’m definitely getting the booze!’’ Andy said. ‘‘Drunk mofo,’’ Adamie replied, ‘‘Y’all remember that time Andy’ got so drunk at Brian’s party then he puked on the buff DJ and got his ass beat?’’ All of them apart from Andy burst into laughter. ‘‘Well, I’m better than fat Robert who passed out after taking two Oxycontine pills then got a dick drawn on his plumpy cheeks.’’ Andy defended.

[Carlos] Knock! Knock! "Knock! Knock!" My sleep was interrupted when a loud knock disturbed us. Someone also keeps on shouting outside while making the annoying knock like he has a plan to destroy the door. I slowly get off in the bed and Luis is covering his ears with the pillow, still sleeping in his position. As I got on the doorway, I opened the door and kid was standing in front of me. He is the one making the noise and in my guess, he is just seven.

Jason called out from behind. I knocked on the door and waited for a response but none answered. I rolled my eyes and knocked again, Barbara must be on her lazy day, I’m sure she heard the knock but decided to ignore it, she does that whenever she doesn’t feel like standing up. I could have rung the bell but it’s broken and I’m pretty sure Barbara hasn’t fixed it yet. She says it’s funny when someone rings the bell and gets electrocuted well, she’s not wrong it was pretty funny when the mailman rang the bell and got electrocuted.

Maybe my countenance during our conversations showed that I had little or no interest in what they spoke of and neither did I have anything to come up with. I hadn't had good sleep in a while and when I was finally blessed, some asshole deemed it fit to make that the perfect time to knock like a mentally deranged person on my door. Incipiently, I disregarded whoever it was even though the person had sent sleep packing. The knock became persistent and the pattern of the knock doubled like another mentally ill person had been invited to join in on the knocking party. "What the fuck?" I mumbled and stared at the clock hanging on the wall.

I teased. "Of course I did, I'd fall for you any day," he replied seriously. The quack?! "Stop messing around, come on, hit me with another joke." He said and chuckled as he pulled me closer to him, "Hm.. Okay, this one. Knock knock!" I can already laugh at my own joke. Pfft! "Who's there?" He replied, "Hatch." Haha! I'm so hilarious, I'm a prodigy comedian! Haha!