Intellectual Jokes Novels & Stories

He said this to me while stuttering and sweating profusely on his palm. I paused for a moment before smiling because I suddenly remembered an old joke. "What makes fowl so amusing?" Arthur arched his brow and couldn't come up with an answer. I cleared my throat and imitated how fowls make noise. "Becauseeeeee!!" I declared, making both of us laugh out loud.

"I'm not stupid at all. You're the stupid one. I'm not even talking to you. Why are you saying you have to deal with me? We're not in any company to deal with each other. You're just a big, dangerous man with no intelligence. Learn from me; I'm intelligent. Even if I'm younger, my mind thinks correctly." "I think you're intelligent, but only from the bottom. You can be at the top in intelligence from the bottom. So keep your intelligence to yourself. I don't need it.”

he says after a few minutes, tapping his fingers lightly on the steering wheel, “I’m really good at cheering people up. You wanna let me try?” “I don’t think anything is going to fix how I feel right now, Jack.” “Challenge accepted.” He grins, turning to look at me briefly. “Okay. What do you call a fish wearing a bowtie?” I raise an eyebrow. “What?” “Sofishticated.” I burst out laughing, shaking my head. It was so stupid and so terrible, but it worked. “See?” He laughs, clearly proud of himself. “Told you I’m magic. One bad joke and you’re already smiling.”

Liam cracked a joke he’d heard from one of the Tv shows he watched back at home. ‎ ‎Ivy immediately flushed red. “Liam?!” ‎ ‎Aiden barked out a surprised laugh while Liam awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, "Good one!" the elder bellowed, impressed at Liam’s wits and sense of humor despite his young age. ‎ ‎“What?” Liam muttered defensively towards Ivy. “It’s true.” Liam felt smug at the perfect execution and the smooth reception of his joke. ‎ ‎Ivy groaned in embarrassment while Aiden chuckled warmly beside her.

He made me laugh, a genuine, bubbling sound that felt good after the fear. “Your turn,” he challenged, when he finished. “Tell me a joke. Something to keep the darkness at bay.” I thought for a moment. “Okay, okay… What do you call a fake noodle?” He raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on his lips. “What?” “An impasta!” I delivered the punchline with a flourish, and he actually laughed, a deep, booming sound that warmed the room. “Alright, alright, that was a good one, for a rookie,” he teased. “My turn. Why did the scarecrow win an award?”

Did you have a dream they got eaten by a cannibal? 'Gosh darn, you suck at jokes,' Nev said rolling her eyes. Izzie nodded in agreement. 'You def need a degree in joke-ology to crack one.' They all turned to stare at her. Naima sighed. It was a sigh that meant she couldn't believe the stupidity of the person she was sighing at — which at that moment was Izzie. 'I think you're the one who needs the degree,' Nev said. 'Yeah,' Thelma and Naima said together. 'I'm still mad at you, so don't go thinking you're forgiven.' Naima quickly added. 'Oo, I'm so scared.' Everyone laughed.

"Neither do I." "So don't do something dumb," Justine said dismissively. "And things will get better." "Stupid in what way? Are you capturing alive rottens for some lunatic researcher to experiment on?" Peter inquired; his brow furrowed. "You better stop being a savvy ass here now, guy," Justine said, beaming. "Better to be a clever one than a foolish one," they both joked as they smiled at each other, and I felt much better about our predicament.

, we both laughed at the statement. "Are you being serious?" " Literally. You can try it". He turned to a couple sitting beside us and said, " hey, this dude here went to Harvard", he said to the middle aged couple. " Really?" the woman asked, her eyes lightening up. " Say something smart", the man bluntly said, as if seeking proof that I actually went to Harvard. " Belief is the death of intelligence, and you definitely do not have to use all the brains you have but all the brains you can borrow", I said with my head held high.

Marsh snapped angrily, "Isn't that the same thing?" Frederick calmly replied, "How could an intellectual disability equate to being an idiot? You have severe baldness, which is a symptom of having an. intellectual disability, so I assumed you were brain-dead. Turns out, you didn't realize you were bald; you thought you were an idiot!" Roars of laughter erupted from everyone present. Even the unhappy Olivia couldn't contain her giggles, clutching her stomach in amusement. Marsh was fuming as he struggled to respond to Frederick's sharp words.

as in may S-A-K-I-T I don't feel like fighting, I mean fighting that is tweaked and juggled-- this is a beating heheh, what are you guys thinking about? "What makes you think I'm stupid!?" How did you know? yes, you're really stupid hubby but even so, I didn't regret marrying you because you look like my luck-- Let's not talk about his brain because it's empty, promise I opened it the other day and I was surprised because I didn't see any brain inside his head. Joke, that's just a dream, what are you doing? If I did that, hubby would be dead by now. I don't want him to die yet because I know he's going to die and I'm going to die, it's just a joke again, of course he's going to die, he's not