Novel & Cerita Jokes That Will Make You Pee

Yep, he's my brother all right. "Sure. Wanna hear a pizza joke?" I said with a grin. "Sure," He said. "Oh you know what, never mind. It's too cheesy," I said and suddenly he just burst out a laughter. "Ha-ha! Your joke is so bad that it made me cracking myself up! Ha-ha!" Then he kept laughing. I hope he'll ran out of breath. Kidding, I don't want this sh*t to suffocate, he's still my brother.

She chuckled and then broke into delighted laughter. He grinned. “You get that I’m joking?” “Well, of course you’re joking. Vomity ones.” She laughed again. “Too funny.” “Most people don’t get my jokes. Say they’re inappropriate.” He finger-quoted inappropriate. “Are they idiots?” “Arguably.” She laughed again. “A woman who gets my jokes…” His pleased little grin turned into a broad smile. “Can I buy you a coffee sometime? Or a jet?” “A jet?” She laughed until her stomach ached and she had to bend over with her hands on both knees to catch her breath. “You’re killing me.”

He chuckled at me, and then said, “Should I be worried that the toilet makes you scream louder than I can?” He chuckled again as he walked over to the shower and turned it on. I laughed into my hands as I finished my pee. I was getting more and more embarrassed as the pee shot out with each laugh making a huge splash sound, which in turn made me laugh harder causing the splashes to get even louder.

Her fall was spontaneous and utterly hilarious, and her laughter, mingled with surprise, made me laugh even harder, clutching my sides. I had to squeeze my legs tightly together, tears of laughter streaming, because if I didn’t, I’d definitely end up peeing myself right there in the pool. "Shelley, seriously! If we don’t stop now, I’m gonna pee!" I shouted between gasping breaths, each word punctuated with laughter. Moments later, a resounding splash announced Shelly surfacing beside me, her hair plastered to her head, looking like a mermaid caught unaware.

It felt good—light, like a breath of fresh air in this park where the wind rustled the leaves around us. We sat on the bench after that, side by side, our shoulders almost touching. He started telling these silly jokes—the kind that weren’t even funny, just dry and ridiculous, like “Why did the scarecrow win an award? Because he was outstanding in his field.” Corny as hell. But I laughed anyway, hard and genuine, because the real joke was how bad they were, how he delivered them with that straight face like he thought they were gold. It warmed me up inside, chasing away the chill for a bit.

eat? "Then, the big fish said, 'I... like... to... eat... small... fish... that... talks... slowly.' "After that, the small fish said, 'Oh, no!'" Nobody made a sound after Stella told the joke. Stella also thought that it was kind of a bad joke. So, she coughed and said, "Is it not funny?" Vermont showed his support. "No, it's hilarious." However, Keegan said sarcastically, "Do you mean ridiculous?"

Wetting your pants when you coughed or laughed too hard, acid reflux and indigestion, cankles-God definitely had an odd sense of humor. "Were you coughing?" "No." She half laughed, but I could tell she was concerned. "I went to the bathroom, and when I came back to sit down on the couch, I peed a little. So, I went back to the bathroom, sat down, and peed again. It wasn't a lot, but I definitely peed again." "Lissa, you're paranoid. You're pregnant. We pee a lot." "Yeah, I'd agree except it happened three more times before I called you. I haven't sat back down."

Rachel teased, smirking at him as she edged away from him slowly and he slowly approached her, showing her the tickle hands. "Not tickles please not tickles," Rachel muttered as she started to pick up the pace and he followed her with his full strength as she sprinted off her feets. At this point, the MC who was some comedic industry plant was telling some lame joke to people who were too rich to care, but willingly smiled and laughed for the camera. Made sense, because this event was being broadcasted in every station that mattered. "And what on God's earth brings a smile to your face? because I sure as hell know it ain't his dry as sahara jokes that make me thirsty and not even in the nice

Jodi laughed so hard she fell over on the blanket. “The hell?” Matt looked at the bottle. It was seltzer water. “Well, shit.” Jodi was still laughing. Matt started chuckling. It was worth getting a mouth full of bubbling sour piss to hear her laugh. Jodi started to catch her breath as she turned to lye on her back. “Oh god . . . I take it you didn’t notice that was seltzer water.” Matt couldn’t help but smile. He wiped his mouth with a cloth napkin. “Hell no,” he mumbled.

From the look on Steve’s face, I wasn’t sure who had enjoyed the experience more, myself actually doing it or Steve watching it. “Now I’m definitely jealous of male pissing gear,” I whined. “At least when YOU pee standing up you don’t need to shower afterwards!” “Remember the joke”, replied Steve smiling, “God asked Adam whether he would prefer to have the ability to pee standing up, or to have multiple orgasms, and Adam replied, ‘Wow, peeing standing up sounds great!’”. “Would you prefer to swap those abilities?”, asked Steve.