Intellectual Jokes Novels & Stories

It was at times like this he doubted his high IQ. Hearing him admit that outrightly, Marcus couldn't control his laughter anymore and burst out laughing . He could picture his friend standing like an idiot staring at a woman. That scene was hilarious to him. Lucas on the other hand controlled his laughter but smiled at his friends foolishness. How can a computer genius be so stupid when it comes to such Minor issues? But who could blame him,it seems like the gender he has detested and stayed as far as possible from them has finally lured him to it's trap.

He sounded really pissed. "They're not weird fluffy things, that's called plush toys!" I wanted to make my voice come out strong, but it still came out similar to a toddler's after crying, "And it's not a stupid glittery doll, it's a Barbie, you moron!" "I don't care. Unlike you, I haven't done a PhD on dolls. It's you who engages in nonsensical behaviour, and you know what? I actually thought you were smart. But intelligence seems to be the last thing present in your almost non-existent brain cells."

“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.

My smile widened as I mindlessly took off my jacket setting it down on the leather seat. I clung to Dalton chatting with him as Enzo thought it was the time for the like of the day as he called it. It was one of those stupid habits that we had going on as kids and it kinda stuck with us and Enzo was the one with the shittiest and corniest jokes. I braced myself to hear one of his dad jokes, Dalton was holding in his laugh at the eager look on his brother's face already. "What do you call a joke without a punchline?"

"Okay! Okay! I will stop, but that joke of yours isn't good. Aren't there any more funny jokes?" I sat down next to Shin again. "I still have a lot of jokes," I replied. "Okay let me hear," "Here is a knock-knock joke. Knock-knock," - Me. "Who's there?" - Shin. "Tank," - Me. "Tank, who?" - Shin. "You're welcome!" Shin and I both poker-faced to that joke at the same time so I immediately drew a long line on it. "Knock! Knock!" - Me.

I could easily imagine Suzane Johnson writhing in a strange laugh when listening to this, simply by hearing the little pig snoring she let out when she got excited about one of my worst jokes. It was strange not to be able to return the same intensity of animation, although just so that she could not understand anything, I tried hard, and imitated a rehearsed sound of what was once an ironic laugh. I've never been the kind of person who struggled to be funny. I've never had much talent to be the silly court of a circle of friends. But I had a certain reputation for being the one who never let herself be shaken by the misfortunes of life. I always had a joke on the tip of my tongue to make so