Miserable Funny Quotes Novels & Stories

"If we don't do this, then we both will be miserable." "Funny." She mutters to herself. "I'm a thousand times more miserable already."

Sarcasm laced every single word. Harlow let out an uneasy laugh; she had to agree, he was the most harmful person she'd ever met, but it wasn't like Harlow could do anything about it, at least she had thought that until now. "Yeah, a real keeper. Don't you think?" Harlow replied. "Oh, most certainly." With her own form of sarcasm, Mia said, "When did the dreams start?"

SL: Oh yeah, of course, you were, haha PS: Yes :) SL: Ok :) OF: Oh man, this is awkward OF: It's not that hard to admit your feelings, you know MC: LMAOOOO WG: What the hell OF: What's so funny, Mia? WG: You never 'LMAOOOO' with me, Mia. How will you make up to me for my hurt feelings? MC: Shut up... WG: :) OF: I can't believe mobsters can sound so... PS: So? OF: Dumb and oblivious SL: Boss, reign this brat in before I do something drastic Ash: Why me of all people, should do that?

Stupid guy! He didn't just tag alone, he also stated some words; 'When you meet the right, hot, person. You've got it all. Fuck that useless git.' Wow. Useless? Git? Fuck? This guy was so stupid. He didn't have to insult me so bad. He at least knew I was so emotional. But duh, he didn't even care about my feelings. He was indeed a really smart, and pretentious guy. He played so bad. But thankfully, I didn't release my gem to him.

I picked up the money one bill at a time, like a diligent janitor cleaning up after a chaotic parade. The slap-happy benefactor sneered, "Look at you, crawling on the floor for a few bucks. No spine, no pride. You're a real piece of work, Melissa." I shot her a sideways glance. "Well, if having a spine means not getting paid for slaps, then call me the spineless wonder. Do I get a cape?" She rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed by my attempt at humor. "You're a disgrace." I shrugged, continuing my money-picking mission. "Disgrace is a strong word. I prefer 'unconventional income enthusiast.'"

I replied. He sat down next to me while I slowly let go off his wrists. "The reason why my life is a mess is because things are not just fair to me. Why do I have to be the one to suffer?" I said, and he the busted into laughter. What was funny in what I had just said. "This is a very important topic here and you are joking about it? What is funny? The fact my life is miserable?" Tears continued to roll down my eyes. "No, not that." He folded his lips, while he tried to hold in his laughter. He held the hem of my shirt, as he slowly raised it up till it touched my face while he cleaned my tears with it slowly.

After Jessica recovered, she smiled, "Who knew he had it in him to crack funny jokes, Mr. Hemsworth?" He arched a brow up and replied teasingly, "Who said I was joking, though?" Jessica smiled and shook her head, "Oh My, It has been a long time since I laughed that hard. Thank you for that." Mr. Hemsworth nodded in response, patting her shoulders, "We all need some good laughs even in the midst of dire situations; laughter, they say, is medicine for the soul." "You are right," Jessica responded as she glanced at her wristwatch, "now I better get going. I have a husband to take care of and a speech to prepare," she added in high spirits.

"Well, that was an interesting morning." -------------------------------------------------------------- A/N Hey guysss Since there was no joke in the beginning let's do one now! Some people cause happiness wherever they go... Others cause happiness whenever they go. Ok maybe that one wasn't that good haha Anyways HAVE A FLIPPIN GREAT DAY MWAH :)))

But the frowned turn to laugh all of sudden when I saw how his smile faded. "Why are you laughing?" He then sighed like a child. I didn't know grim reaper can be funny like this. How I wish to see Saint pouting like this. Maybe that's more interesting. Damn! I can't imagine. "You are ridiculous." "Tsk! Everyone's tells that." "Great, at the list I'm not the only one"

She huffed in annoyance, "You're no fun. Anyway, you know who's coming back to town?" "Yeah, I know. That's why I'm asking, isn't it?" Her gaze narrowed at me. "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, my dear Camiela." "That's not the full quote, my dear Shirley," I mocked. "Then what is?" My gaze fell to the floor as my elbow hit my purse, causing it to tumble onto the ground and send all my belongings pouring out. I groaned in annoyance and stood kneeling down to pick it up. "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit—"