Novel & Cerita Ironic Funny

"Nice is the nice way to say boring." There he was again, attacking. "Guess we're fitting then. And no. Nice as in you can talk to him. He knows how to listen. And- and he's funny too." "I'm funny." I huffed. "Not really." his eyebrows shot up at my disagreement and I couldn't help a small laugh. "Sarcastic? Yes. But you're not funny, are you?" "If you mean I'm not a clown, then you're right. I'm not." he grumbled and now was my turn to roll my eyes at his grimacing expression.

was his curt response and he continued driving without giving me a glance. Maybe I really offended someone who just bought me dinner. " Do y-you need my ad-ddress?" God why am I such a whimp. " Not necessarily. I know where I'm headed" his words came out through slightly gritted teeth. He knows where he's headed!! I felt all the blood drain from my face. I'm dead. He turned to look at me and burst out laughing. Why are humans so impeccable. what is so funny in murder!? "Gosh Iris take it easy, I mean I know where you house is, no need to turn all blue"

According to Siri irony was, and I quote, "a state of affairs or an event that seems deliberately contrary to what one expects and is often amusing as a result" Irony is amusing? I don't think so. Irony can be cruel and hurtful and completely damaging. For me anyways. You see six months ago I would have thought Irony was just a word in the English Dictionary that everyone knew, but couldn't exactly put words to explain. Now I know what Irony truly means, I'm living it. Laynie

But how could I not find this funny? The great Aronohai Miyamura can’t get it up— because of me, but that’s irrelevant. “I warned you not to laugh, you little— ”. His eyes gleam darkly. “Hahaha— ”. How can karma be so freaking hilarious? It’s such a beautiful day to be alive. “You find this funny?”. Ah. That tone is dangerous. “No! Of course not, Si-Miyamura”. Holding back my laughter might actually lead me to choke to death.

Adrian’s friends moved faster than he did. One of them reached out and ripped it from my hand, ending the call mid-ring. Another laughed under his breath, like he’d just seen something absurd. “Seriously?” someone scoffed. “Your fiancée runs into a little trouble and the first thing she does is call her mommy?” Another chimed in, shaking his head with a laugh. “Adrian, this is next-level childish. We’re grown adults, not kindergarteners. What’s she going to do next—cry for a nanny?”

She looked up at me and she was smiling. I sat down beside her on the floor. We looked at each other for one second and then we both started laughing. The kind of laughing that had nothing to do with anything being funny and everything to do with still being alive and not knowing what else to do with that. "I cannot believe you threw that." Iris said, pressing her hand to her ribs as she laughed. "I cannot believe it hit." Jake came back in breathing hard. He stood in the doorway and looked at us on the floor, then at the overturned furniture, then at his dropped groceries scattered across the entrance.

“You’re like a sister to me. So, fuck it. Any other girl? Hell no.” I couldn’t help but laugh, the absurdity hitting me full force. “You know what? You’re hilarious, Nelly. I remember when you were still so dry, making those lame jokes about ‘six seven’ and cracking up when no one else found it funny. Good old days.” “Huh? My jokes were actually funny, girl.” She poked my side playfully, feigning offense. “Your humor—and everyone else’s—was definitely broken.” “Yeah, sure,” I dragged out, giggling. “Six-seven,” I teased again, mimicking her old deadpan delivery.

Please when is the class of how to laugh start there is somebody who needs it! Everybody laughed at her joke but not Irfan. He didn't find it funny. She openly embarrassed him in front of the whole family. ... They could have left but it was raining cats and dogs. "I need to leave now I am needed at the office." "But we just got here two hours ago and it is raining heavily. Why do you have to leave." "Because you embarrassed me in front of everyone." "Did I? So that is why you want to leave. Ashe ba dadi. so it is not nice."

“You’re like a sister to me. So, fuck it. Any other girl? Hell no.” I couldn’t help but laugh, the absurdity hitting me full force. “You know what? You’re hilarious, Nelly. I remember when you were still so dry, making those lame jokes about ‘six seven’ and cracking up when no one else found it funny. Good old days.” “Huh? My jokes were actually funny, girl.” She poked my side playfully, feigning offense. “Your humor—and everyone else’s—was definitely broken.” “Yeah, sure,” I dragged out, giggling. “Six-seven,” I teased again, mimicking her old deadpan delivery.

I threatened but he knew I wasn’t that serious and at the same time, he knew I wasn’t joking about it. There are two different meanings to it. “Fine. You are one funny man to be around, aren’t you?” He said sarcastically but I said nothing. “While looking into the woman like you’d asked the last time you ever picked up your phone to call me, I found something rather interesting and thought you would be excited to know about it.” He started and just like he said I’m one impatient man. “Spit it out, Kirk.” I snapped. He glared at me but I heard him mumble something like ‘crazy man!’ underneath his breath.