Mrs Joke Mga Nobela at Kwento

This is the most goals joke as long as I've heard. "You're kidding, right? I swear! That's funny. Wow! If you join to stand up comedy, I make sure you can be the winner." "Na," said Mommy quietly. Chiko still showing his smile. "I'm serious and this is not a joke. You can tell the difference too, right?" Shit!

“My Mom was always the broadcaster. Always talking. Always had something in mind to say. Something important to chip in. Growing up as a child, I saw her as a talkative, meddlesome, basket mouth.” A short laugh escaped my mouth. I wasn't supposed to laugh. This was Mrs. Jocelyn's mom we were talking about here. A serious matter. But I couldn't help but laugh. Basket mouth? Who calls their Mom a basket mouth? Mrs. Jocelyn didn't care that I laughed. She didn't look pissed. She gave a smile, them started laughing too, like we were talking about the weather.

Sighing seems to be all I’ve been doing since they walked in here. “Mother Theresa,” she says while batting her fake lashes, “aren’t you mowing for us today?” I roll my eyes, maybe I can start by plucking out her lashes. She pouts. “No?” Dumbass. The joke stopped being funny long ago. Yes, my last name is Mower but her joke is lame and that’s why only her minions laugh.

I watched as her shoulders slumped and she fell in her seat. “Ah, what a bummer.” She said in a thick southern California accent. “I was looking forward to my conversation with that crackhead.” I chuckled. “No need to sound so disappointed. I can tell a few jokes, too.” Mrs. Winslow passed me a doubting look. “It's pretty hard to impress me.” “Wanna see what I got?” I braced myself. “By all means, my dear.” I rambled in my head for a while before remembering something I usually tell the boys that has them cracking hard with laughter.

Mom’s face turns bright red with anger. “What kind of ridiculous joke is this?” she snaps, her voice dripping with irritation. “We are here to meet an actual representative of the Gordon family. Do you have any real idea who they are? High-profile people like us wait months just to get a foot in the door with them, and you seriously expect me to believe you represent them? You?” She lets out a harsh, mocking laugh, rolling her eyes.

That chuckle quickly exploded into full-blown, head-thrown-back laughter. Her brows knitted in confusion. Was this a test? Was she supposed to laugh too? Was she on Candid Camera? Mrs. Althea Montemayor—matriarch, school director, socialite, billionaire—was laughing like she’d just heard the funniest joke in the world. Her elegant face turned a deep shade of red, and her shoulders shook uncontrollably. She blinked, flabbergasted. What on earth is so funny? Was my apology punchlined and I didn’t get the memo?

She raises her eyebrows, clearly expecting some appreciation for her terrible humor. And even though I try to resist, the laugh bursts out before I can stop it. It’s so loud it actually echoes, and suddenly, every pair of eyes in the sparring room swivels around to stare at us. But honestly? I could not care less. Jennie’s standing there grinning like she’s the funniest person on the planet, and maybe she kind of is, to me anyway. “Jennie, that was so bad, I might actually have to file a complaint with the dad joke committee,” I manage, clutching my stomach because apparently, my body forgot how to laugh quietly.

"Sorry, you keep saying someone is divorced. Who is divorce if I may ask?" "Isn't Marina divorced? Isn't that why she's with you?" Jayden asked and Mrs Jones immediately started laughing like she was going crazy. "I thought I was crazy, now I see where the craziness is originating from. My mum is a whole maniac compared to them." Marina muttered and smiled. It was a good thing. She was a carbon copy of her mum right down from the face to the character, how chivalrous.

She didn't know if she was ashamed or angry, her cheeks were red and her clear eyes were a bit wet and resentful, and she stared at James Smith blankly. James Smith pretended he hadn't seen her, and smiled faintly at Jason Kim: "It's just that Mr. Green, with such an ugly woman, can talk about it. It's really surprising, and people who don't know will think that Mr. Kim hasn't touched her.” As soon as these words came out, the brothers immediately covered their mouths and laughed. Several gorgeous actresses also snickered aside, looking at Rachel West with a bit of contempt and disdain in their eyes.

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.