Jingle Bells Spoof Novels & Stories

“ Is anyone there? “ Jeane called. “ Of course there is someone here, aren't you supposed to be handling my dick? “ Klein asked. Jeane was shocked to hear the voice of a Macmiller triplet from the wall. Shit! He had heard her rehearse her silly song. “ I… I um… “ She stuttered badly. Klein laughed some more. “ I'm sorry, “ Jeane whispered. “ I'm a chicken wearing sunglasses, dancing on a pogo stick in space? “ Klein recited her song, “ What is that supposed to mean? “ He asked without revealing his face. “ It's nothing, just a stupid song I came up with. “ Jeane answered. “ You wrote it yourself? “ Klein finally showed his face through the see-hole. Jeane was stunned to see which Macmiller

Not anymore. I took a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest. Slowly, I placed my hand on top of theirs, the weight of our decision sinking into my bones. A promise. A vow. "Well... let’s get jinky with it," Janelle said, a weak attempt at humor, quoting Velma from Scooby-Doo. It was a desperate attempt to lighten the moment, but the laughter that followed felt like a thread holding us together. We had to laugh, because if we didn’t, we would break.

"Hurry up and admit you're a fake socialite! Then, take off those knockoffs and get out!" Knockoffs? The jewelry and accessories I had on me added up to over a million dollars. Marlene couldn't afford a single watch of mine even if she sold this restaurant, and yet she wanted me to apologize? She really was dreaming! My fists clenched involuntarily. "Marlene, seems like you really do have a death wish." Just as the words left my mouth, my phone rang in my pocket. It was Grandpa's exclusive ringtone. Before I could grab it, Marlene quickly snatched the phone right out of my coat pocket. She broke into a contemptuous smile as she glanced at the caller ID and promptly put it on speaker.

“You so crazy, I wanna have your baby.” During my planks exercise, I summon my inner Beyonce and can’t help but wiggle my butt to the beat. “All the single ladies, all the single ladies.” During each chorus, I lift each of my legs and sing “If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it…” Out of nowhere, I’m nudged on the side of my hip with a shoe, pushing me over to my side. “Ouch!” I look up and see Noah and James laughing down at me.

Hope whine. "Please stop acting like a whiny pest" " This isn't fair, I'm supposed to be angry" " Yeah,you are,Tinker bell whiny pest" " I'm not" "Says the crying imp"Joe taunts more,hope consider retorting but then saw the coming figure of Si jie strolling towards the car. "Oops your friend is here,session over"

He sighs, like I'm hopeless, a complete basket case, pushing a strand of brown hair that dangles around his face back to the gelled mass on top of his head as he says "I understand it must be your stomach talking and not you so therefore, I got… reinforcements" Reinforcements? There's a flip chart on a tripod stand and desk next to him with a bell on the latter. He picks it up and rings softly. Nothing happens. He rings it the second time, and when nothing happens again, he stands, a hand on his hip as he uses his real accent and yells "For fuck's sake, you hear the fucking bell, you move your cute ass into the room!" Caramel opens the door now, a tray with cookies, my stomach grumbles loudl

Gabriel said to Jake, "and I'm not it!" "What?" Jake asked, reaching out for his bag set next to him on the form he sat on. "I'm not the one getting hypnotised!" "Not it!" Matt added quickly. "Fine, I'll take one for the team!" Julia sighed. Jake was just opening the zipper to his bag when a loud thumping sound began to fill the school cafeteria. "Oh boy, not this again!" lamented Julia as a group of kids entered the cafeteria, dressed in what appeared to be large jack-o'-lanterns on their heads.

Zoe took her position again, rolling her shoulders as if she were about to launch an Olympic javelin—and faked it once more. “Oh, no way!” some of the women shouted, laughing. “Zoe, you little scammer!” Tatiana yelled through her laughter. “There are women here desperate to get married!” Celina chimed in, teasing, “She just wants to keep the bouquet for herself!” Zoe raised her hands in surrender, still laughing. “All right, all right! This time I swear I’ll do it!” The music picked up again, and the DJ’s voice boomed with excitement.

Janet faked a pout and said “You guys sha wan turn me to a scrub” They were still laughing and singing I don’t want no scrub as they walked towards the rented Limo.

“I believe Sharon is telling the truth, she is so fashionable she can spot a fake from a mile away.” Different murmurs of unsolicited opinions from the crowd reach my ear. I glare at Sharon, gritting my teeth, anxious to disappear from the red carpet before she creates an even bigger scene. I understand her jealousy but it’s not my fault her man decided to buy me a hundred thousand dollar dress. “My dress isn’t fake and I am not a fraud. Do not harass me and embarrass yourself. Please step out of the way, these people are eager to get a good picture of my gorgeous outfit,” I reply with an impassive face.