Ironic Funny Novels & Stories

The more I laughed, the more annoyed Irla became, "Human, what kind of ill deed are you planning that makes you laugh like that?" The thought of Irla in my head made me laugh even harder than I already was, perhaps it was all the alcohol we drank before taking off. 'Irla, have I ever told you that you have a gruff rasping voice? Have I ever told you that?".' Irla roared low, "Is that all you're laughing at? Just my voice? Oh, my word! Stupid Human!" Irla said. A short time later, I spotted Irla flying low over my castle in the distance, and I was exhilarated to see it. To say that I was excited would not begin to describe how I felt.

I was so irritated by his laughing that I lightly tapped his shoulder with a painful look. Gavin turned to face me, but his chin remained pressed on my tummy. "You're incredible!" He was laughing so hard that tears nearly poured out of the corner of his eyes as he spoke. His laughter echoed across the living room. He seemed to be having a lot of fun laughing at me, which irritated me. I had no idea why he was behaving that way. ‘What was so amusing about it? That I'm wearing his underwear?’ I even expected him to be furious that I was wearing his underwear, but instead he was making fun of me!

“I don't own a curling iron. Anyway, my hair always gets frizzy whenever the air gets too humid or dry and I didn’t have a hair tie on me to... stop laughing. It's not funny.” “If it's not funny then why am I laughing?” “Because you're a dick.” “Or because it is funny. But you're right, it's not funny.” “Really?” “Yeah. It's hilarious.” “You're the dickiest dick of all time.” “I can’t even take your insult seriously.” She couldn't deny that his one dimpled smile was making it hard for her to stay mad. Until he pinched her arm. “What the fuck was that for?” “Just checking to see if you're real. Glad to know that I'm not crazy.”

“Arya, at this time, shouldn’t you be comforting me? Instead, you are actually saying I am mentally sick.” “I clearly said…… both of us.” Sophia laughed again. “Yes, normal women are mentally sick.” “What about those not normal?” “Those not normal don’t have any illnesses.” Arya smiled. “Soph, why do I think your words make sense when your words are illogical?” “Because you are mentally sick!” The two women laughed. “Actually, what is so funny with those words? However, I still think it’s funny.” Arya pulled out some tissue paper and wiped the tears that flowed after laughing so much.

Without streetlights, the woods seemed to press in on us. In two miles, turn left… Siri said. “She’s just too damn cheerful,” Will muttered. “I know, right?” I responded, hunching my shoulders. “Isn’t there a funeral Siri?” “Maybe hearses get her.” He tapped the glowing screen, clearly trying to find some less chirpy setting for Siri. I laughed. Then I felt bad for laughing. Uncle Jake was dead. Still, the laughter kept rolling out of me until I was holding my sides and hysterical. Tears rolled down my cheeks, and I sobbed and laughed at the same time. It was super weird.

he joked. “Ironically,”I said,with a smirk. "Yes."

Me: Lol Dane: I’m glad you find this funny. Me: Are you telling me you aren’t laughing? Dane: No, baby girl. I’m not laughing.

I laughed out loud at my sarcasm; I had that problem, I was one of those people that thought they were too funny and no one could top their humor. “What’s with you? Firstly you started crying out of the blue, and now you’re laughing on your own,” Yu Ri was amused. “Nothing, I was laughing at what you said,” I smiled. Lies! I was laughing at what I said!

"I was thinking of ways to get rid of you." "Hahaha," he laughed, sarcastically, holding me by my fingers as he twirled me around. Uncontrollable feelings surged through my body, and my fingers tingled in delight. "That was funny. Very funny. The funniest thing I've heard in a megaannum."

“I swear, if I didn’t know better, I’d think this was some twisted soap opera script.” I folded my arms, fuming. “Bryan!” He wiped at his eyes, still chuckling. “What? Tell me it’s not ironic. The man who ruined your life, cost you your baby, all because he couldn’t handle not having you… and then he goes and gives another woman the very thing he stole from you. If that’s not cosmic irony, I don’t know what is.” The words stung, because he was right. It was irony, sharp and cruel. But there was no humor in it for me.