Knock Knock Song Lyrics Jokes นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Wango-dango? Seriously you could've used a better term Bethy." She rolls her eyes at me. "And I'm sure the lads will laugh at you when they'll know about--" "Don't tell them." I cut her off. Her expression changed and had her brows creasing on the center of her forehead. "Why not? Are you scared they might make fun of you? Or they'll steal your girl?" She grins. "See what I did there? Steal my girl? Get it?" I shake my head while laughing. "Dad's song. Your favorite. I see it. God I can't believe you've inherited dad's love for knock knock jokes."

I was feeling so good till. "Knock knock!" Someone chimes from the door. I recognize that voice. Nicko stopped immediately. "Fuck!" He groan in anger. T.B.C

Jock rubs my back; he's the only one that gets a kick out of my songs because he knows how much it makes the others cringe. "The hounds of hell are on their knees. The hounds of hell are on their knees. Drinking the juices from each other. The hounds of hell are on their knees. The hounds of hell are on their knees. Drinking the juices from each other." I look at Jessi, and she throws her head back, laughing. "I don't care what anyone else says, but no one better mess with this badass fairy." She says, hugging me.

“Uncle Jerry, do you know any more jokes?” I glanced over at Iris, half-expecting her to shoot me down again, but she didn’t say anything. So, I leaned in toward Lyra, lowering my voice conspiratorially. “Alright, alright, here’s a good one. Why don’t skeletons fight each other?” Lyra’s eyes widened with curiosity. “Why?” “Because they don’t have the guts!” I said with a wink, and Lyra burst out laughing, her giggles contagious as Logan joined in, even though he probably didn’t get the joke.

We probably looked ridiculous, and even through all of it, the knocking kept going, louder and more impatient. Kylan caught me from behind and lifted me up like I weighed nothing. I laughed in his arms as he leaned close, his voice low in my ear. “Wait, what did you say?” he whispered. “I can’t remember,” I said, clearly lying. He chuckled. “No, something about getting on your knees?” I giggled again, his arms still wrapped around me. The knocking hadn’t stopped. “Really soundproof,” I commented. Kylan rolled his eyes. “Yes, from the outside. Not from the inside.”

It was a small moment of levity, a brief respite from the weight of her problems. Florence couldn’t help but chuckle, the sound echoing through the quiet night. “You’re terrible,” she teased, a smile spreading across her face. “Oh please, you loved it.” He smiled more handsomely. Chaos, sensing her lighter mood, decided to keep the humor going, “I have another one.” he announced, a mischievous glint in his eye. She chuckled, and mocked him playfully. “Please do tell.” He crossed his arms against his chest as he kept that stupidly handsome smile on his face, “Knock knock.”

“Yeah. Feel like I was the bucking bronco in a rodeo, don’t know why. Room service?” “Room service. And you know, you’re not nearly as funny as you think you are.” I stroked her hair, then let my hand glide all the way down her shoulder to her hip. “Wrong. I’m hilarious. You’re just hungry and not thinking clearly.” That earned me another playful slap. “Order the food before I gethangryand resort to real violence.” “Yes, madam,” I said, slapping her ass just as playfully. “Right away, madam.”

There was a little force and anger to this one, but not too much. "Our knocker is too patient" Lauren jokes "In fact, too patient to be Matt.” "Lauren I'm going to open the door.” "Yeah, what you should have done, like ten knocks ago. Plus, you're closer to the door than me.” "You mean I'm not a coward like you.” "Ouch, harsh much, you don't have to be too harsh," Lauren says rolling her eyes at Loretta. "Wait, Lauren isn't there a special way Matt knocks? I mean he can't just be knocking recklessly on your door.”

'Humpty Dumpty the clock on the wall, Humpty Dumpty the trap in which you fall, Not all the white horses, not all the white knights, Could bring Humpty Dumpty to rescue again. . . .' A shrill voice added, "Not any of the love birds, ever againnn". . . A chuckling sound was followed by the songs that were being sung there, Murphy flinched at the lyrics of the song that was terribly modified to be horrible enough in the night of pitch darkness with background loud ticking of a clock roaring out about its presence.

*Knock knock* "who is it" I heard a voice yell then the door opened "what are you doing here" I walked past him and put my Coach bag on the couch, while taking a look around "I see you've been renovating" "well I haven't my wife has" he said with a lot of emphasis on the word "wife" "oh really" I smiled sweetly "and how is Tanya doing and where is she" "She's on a business trip but don't worry about her why are you here"