Joe Mama Jokes Novels & Stories

I'll only ever be a disappointment to him. I still make my jokes though. Thats the time where I can be myself, and make people happy. I want to make people happy. I've never liked it when they're upset. Everytime Theo got upset, I'd tell him a funny story and that usually worked. I wonder if Mommy would have liked my jokes?

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“Little things make me happy.” “I guess that’s what happens when you’ve experienced jail.” I attempt a joke in a lighter tone and I immediately feel chastened. I hold my breath for her reaction as she studies my expression carefully, but then she surprises us both by laughing. My mother has never laughed at my jokes before. Ever.

Mom stared at me, the gentle look in her eyes now turning into obvious panic, her hands beneath the table shaking violently. "It’s... just a joke, Dad," I said, forcing my voice not to crack. Dad slammed his hand on the table, causing the water glass to jump and spill its contents onto the pristine white tablecloth. "Don't lie to me!" he roared. The veins in his neck bulged, his face turning bright red. "I know the difference between a joke and feelings. What kind of relationship is this, Jose Watson?! Do you think I'm stupid?!"

"Did Vanessa say that the chairman's daughter is a kept mistress? That's the biggest joke I've ever heard!" Right then, Terrence couldn't hold it in any longer and finally let out a cold laugh. "You idiots. This branch office has been losing money year after year. Headquarters has been wanting to investigate for a long time! "If Ms. Monroe hadn't hidden her identity and come down here to dig into your shady accounts herself, how much longer did you think you could keep fooling everyone? "You sure have some nerve making Ms. Monroe serve you coffee, fetch you water, and take the blame for you. How many heads do you think you have to lose?"

I said, looking out the window. Father refused to go to the uppity country club, but it was mother’s favorite lunch and gossip spot. They paid tens of thousands a year to belong to a damn snob club just so mother could have lunch there a few times a week. The food wasn't even great. I didn’t understand it, but there was a lot about the woman that was still mysterious to me. A few hours later I found myself half asleep, draped over my desk with work. “Hey boss, we’ve been at it awhile let’s take a break,” Mickey said, just as we heard some laughing outside.

Mom swallowed a lump in her throat. "Whenever things seem bad and I don't know what to do, I can hear him," I said, moving my hand beside the right side of my head. "Sometimes he chews me out, tells me to, 'Get your head out of your ass!'" I said it in my best "Trevor impersonation" and Mom and Jeannie both chuckled softly. "All day long, he's been telling me to relax and breathe when I thought my head was going to explode."

Mama spoke out, unmoved by the weapon, “So, you going to kill my brother at his daughter’s wedding? Why, because you’re not wanted, Joe? Anyway, I thought you stopped using guns ever since you shot your trigger finger off. What type of nonsense you got dancing around in your head now, Joe? Are you trying to blow off your entire hand nowadays?” We laughed uneasily at Mama’s continued humor. Smitty changed positions, now pointing the gun toward Mama, “Look here bitch don’t act like you ain’t ever had no pistol put to face.”

Aaron saw the conflict in me, and told me to go ahead and make all the jokes I wanted. I couldn’t help the “yo’ momma” jokes that immediately came out of my mouth. Aaron’s situation was incredibly sad and tragic. Even so…the idea of Aaron’s mate leaving him out of fear that he was sleeping with his own mother… how do you not make jokes out of that???? When I couldn’t stop making jokes, Aaron decided to tease me that my mate story was only marginally better, having met my mate while wearing a wedding dress.

"Kaiden and Roman would have such a field day if they ever heard me telling something like that." "Well, good thing I'm not a dad. Hey, do you want to hear a joke about construction? I'm still working on it." I choke on my own saliva in an effort to groan louder than Dad, but I have to admit mom's lame jokes are taking my mind off the stinging pain and desire in my body. "Then there's the one about the clown who visited his cousin in Austra—" Dad opens his mouth to cut her off, but he's interrupted by a loud banging on the front door.