Jokes About 69 Novels & Stories

She said it was a smirk, and I saw that the game was on. The guy rocked back a bit as a couple of other people in the crowd chuckled. His nostrils flared and he frowned. "I'm not surprised really. I could feed you my funny bone and make you laugh over and over." "Oh, that explains everything," you said, and turned to Gemma but kept talking loudly. "All the steroids shrunk his funny bone along with his cock." This got us a few more laughs, and the guy was starting to go red. He lifted an arm and flexed. To be fair to him, it was an impressive muscle, but he looked ridiculous doing it. "Boy, I could fold you in half and-"

the man keeps interrupting "hey you shut the fuckup Fitsher, you're a gad`damn drunk, how many bottles would your sh*t belly take before you stop, with your chicken hands. What do you mean by "dem right!" (Big j mimicking his voice) I'm sure your mama is at the church singing halleluyah praise the Lord my son is a good man, not knowing he is an empty vessel! with chicken brains." "hahahaha." other men laughing at Fitsher "what are you laughing about?, (they all fell silent) you are all a disgrace!" Big j said.

I announced. "A six? A six? My cereal making skills is the best you will ever meet so far and you give it a six?" He whined like a baby. I couldn't control my laughter anymore as I burst out laughing. He was joking right? He couldn't be serious. "Fine then. A six it is." He accepted and ate.

she wailed uncontrollably, frantically clawing at Vanessa's clothes. Everyone in the room was stunned. "What are you doing?" Vanessa screamed as she struggled. "Let go, you insane woman! Investments always come with risk! How is it my fault if you lost money?" "Investments?" I scoffed coldly. I pulled out a thick stack of bank statements from my bag and slammed them onto the dining table. "You call these 'investments', Vanessa?" I glanced at the male colleagues who had been cracking vulgar jokes at the table earlier and said loudly, "Over the past six months, Vanessa has used Mr. Studdard's name to set up three investment group chats and scammed nearly six million dollars from everyone.

He grins. “One moment they are ‘fuck you youngest child’ and in the next they want us to produce the next population of the country. It’s like ‘make up your mind will ya? Are we important or not?’”, He continues joking, eyes lighting up when he hears me chuckle a second time. “Yeah, literally”, I agree, having to lower my eyes. I feel far too ashamed. I not only chuckled at one of his jokes, but at two of them. And I did so because I actually found them funny.

(ARIELLE'S POV) A couple of shots later, the air was more loose around us and we were both laughing at a silly joke he’d made. I couldn’t remember what it was but I laughed so hard my insides began to hurt. “I think my intestines just exploded inside,” I joked, and we broke into another round of laughter. I looked around half consciously, to be sure we weren’t disturbing the other customers. “Think we’re too loud?” I whispered to Jared.

“Jesse, my man, which is why I’m encouraging you to talk some more! It doesn’t have to be about anything life changing. If you were me I’d say crack a joke but I don’t know if you even know any jokes.” “I know jokes.” His face lit up. “Oh yes? Tell me one then.” “Can you guess what the therapist said when I told my therapist I’m scared of dying alone? “Uh, no what?” “He said, “Most people don’t die with the company,” I said, chuckling. “Get it?” Rain looked at Matt. “Matt, am I supposed to laugh at that?” “Ideally someone is supposed to laugh when they tell a joke,” Matt said with a sigh. “Jesse, what have I told you about your morbid jokes?”

I am so fucking furious and my palms are still itching to grab and beat the shit out of David, Sam, and everyone who laughed at his filthy joke. I see Norris and Millie coming out of the house. What? That is a fact! Ask Norris. Did Norris spread this nasty rumor? “I am sorry you had to hear that,” June tells me. “I am glad you were there. I would have broken his ribs or something.” Or his nose or jaw. I was so furious when I heard that demeaning joke. “I am sorry…” She says after a while," about those things I said about her that day. More I talk to her, I realize she isn’t like that."

James smirked again, leaning back in our booth. “The clinical term is testicles. And I’ve seen enough of them in my short stint as a doctor that there is nothing vulgar about it. Unless you’re an old man with dementia,” I widened my eyes, recalling the last patient that I had to treat, “He told me to eat his balls after I told him that it was imperative to his health to eat something other than burgers and bacon.” James looked at me in shock before he began choking on laughter at my expense. At the time, I’d been professionally irritated by the man’s comment, but seeing James laughing so carefree has me laughing myself.

My fist clenched and I took a swing at him but only ended up bruising my knuckles as they ended up on the wall beside his head. Sen threw the ugly head back and barked out the most hysterical laughter I’ve ever heard. “He…he…said…you shouldn’t abuse…sex pills… hahahahahaha!” Sen wheezed while holding his stomach. “Ha-fucking-ha very funny!” I seethed, grabbing my jacket and shrugging into it.