Its Not Funny Novels & Stories

"You're not funny, Rob." "Mom's right." Saint agreed. Uncle Ricardo grumbled something under his breath and continued with his dinner. "You Germans seriously lack a sense of humor." He muttered sulkily. Aunt Maria raised a blonde brow at him. "You sometimes forget I'm part Italian." She smiled a little. "Your jokes are the only ones I can't handle, but I don't mind others." Wow, savage.

I tell him m with a grunt. “A joke. I understand you're sad that I want to stay away but can you refrain from calling our relationship a joke?" The chuckles turn into full blown laughter. Well someone is happy with women. Why would he not? “You are an idiot." “Okay now you are just jealous." And they laugh again. There is nothing remotely funny about this clown so I do not understand what they keep laughing at. “Can you be serious for once? I need to ask you about something."

I grimaced, "Is it funny for you to crack absurd jokes in this situation?" She sighed, "For your sake, I wish it was a joke. Sincerely, I do but it's not. Ellen is not your mate anymore." ***

“You’re home. Why? Hmm… The obvious answer would be because I took you here. The answer you seek is different, I know. You’re here because this is where you belong. You are mine, not theirs, you must stay at my side.” I laughed. Whatever this thing was, it was so darn delusional, I couldn’t help but laugh at him. “Something’s funny?” It asked. “Yes,” I managed to choke out. “You are.” It didn’t speak until I managed to stop laughing and my breathing normalized again. Then, it still didn’t talk for a couple of minutes, possibly pondering my words. “I don’t get it,” it finally hissed. “Why are you calling me funny? I don’t recall presenting a joke to you, nor have I tried to make you laugh. Te

Because the kick is more painful. ‘Hey, you can't laugh like that. They are your babies that desire such weird combinations.’ ‘You are such a loving father, Isaac.’ Tears well up in my eyes. “Don't joke." I plead. If she is joking then it's not a good joke. She eyes me with a sadistic smile. “I can't believe you still think that it's a joke. Get over it. I can't believe you fell for my game." I step towards her and cup her cheeks. “I said It's. Not. Funny. Anymore." I grit out.

"I miss my brother, we are doing this when we were young, and we thought the grass is not itchy right?" "Shhhh." I stopped her. "But it's okay, we just sctratch it if it's already itchy. I am finding Lily's words funny and she faced me. "Why are you laughing? Is something funny?" "None your term being itchy. Hahahaha." "What's funny about that?" "Nothing because only fragile people fall on that world." "So you are Jeoff." "No I just want to do a revenge to your trip Lily?" "Hey stand up because you seem not to be drinking your medicine yet."

"It's hurt! It's fucking hurt!" ------------------------------------------------

It’s really scary. “Never say that. You know, life has its funny way of proving us wrong.”

“That’s not funny.” “I’m serious,” he said.

It’s not true. It isn’t real.