Mrs Joke Novels & Stories

“They used to watch us playing practical jokes on each other too. My oldest brought home one of those plastic rings with a spider on it one time and she showed it to me. I told her if she wanted to see mommy jump, she should put it in the refrigerator. I went with her and played lookout for her. “She could hardly contain her giggles when my wife went in the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and nearly killed herself trying to get away from it before she realized it was fake. Steph, my oldest, laughed so hard she was breathless. “My wife laughed and asked her, ‘Did your father tell you to do that?’ All she could do was laugh and nod. My wife went to the freezer, then walked to me. She bent

I immediately felt very uncomfortable. “Well I...” “No dear. You don't have to feel obliged to respond to such humorless jokes.” Mrs Ford stopped me giving a glare at Mr Sahid. It was now Mason spoke. “Well concerning that incident with my wife. Well it was a slip-up on her part.” My eyes slightly widened in shock before I turned to look directly at him.

Nora’s POV “That bitch, after making a fuss, took the money,” I said through clenched teeth. Mrs. Jones burst into laughter, laughing so hard that water was coming out of her eyes. “Oh, my god! I love the fact that you put that bitch in her place, she is a big bully just like her son.” She remarked, still fighting with laughter. “I… I am sorry I had to call you for something like this, that woman has an influential husband, and as the principal, I have no choice but to listen to her crap.” She remarked, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.

He jokes back and forth with Merrick, but Jory only gets more irritated. "I'm glad you fuckers can laugh at my expense! I have a crazy woman trying to pass me off as her husband, and you guys are making jokes!" "Oh, baby, do you need your mistress to make you feel better?" I grind against his lap as Knox and Merrick laugh. "Not you too! You should be sympathetic towards me!" Jory pouts. "I'm willing to make my baby daddy feel better, but then you need to think of how I had to deal with her." I give him my own fake pout.

She blurted, turning crimson afterwards. " You don't think I know that child?" Mrs. Braxton said, smiling broadly. " One could tell that from a mile away. It just felt good to get back in the act. It's been a while since we got to do anything fun around here." She ended with a laugh. Emma couldn't believe her eyes. Mrs. Adams was actually laughing. Not just laughing, but laughing at her expense. It was all a joke and while panicking, she outed herself.

“Jokes have owners, Grace! Do not try to crack one if you know you will do something contrary to what a joker can, and that is to pull a smile or erupt outbursts of laughter from people. That back there was not a joke at all, Grace!” I say that because if she was joining, that was a terrible one. She should know that she stinks at it.

Liam said with grin “It most certainly is,” Bruce said with a frown. “You didn’t even give the joke a chance,” Garth said. “A joke that involves bestiality doesn’t deserve a chance,” Bruce said haughtily. “Where did you hear these jokes? You guys have never been joke tellers.” “That hotter than smoke brunette in the red dress,” Garth answered bluntly. “She’s been telling all kinds of jokes for the past forty minutes to various people.” “Like who?” Bruce asked with concern.

he complimented. Mama Sarah chuckled and reposted “Boss Cool, you looked like prince charming earlier, and you were talking about Mora snatching the limelight from you, that is a joke” At that moment, Jim Kim walked toward the trio, chatting happily.

Pinnock laughed so hard her throat dried up. “Honey stop. Oh, that was funny, but no more jokes, how are you?” Mrs. Pinnock said to her and asked her, Jhonia looked up at her showing she's serious. “Apparently, my boss is sleeping with me.” Jhonia said turning what she said around.

I asked, sensing my joke had misfired. Mr. Thompson shook his head, still confused. "No, Mr. Smith. I don't understand." I paused, taken aback by his reaction. "Henry and my sister are getting married tomorrow." I clarified, hoping to dispel the confusion. Mr. Thompson burst out laughing. "That's a good joke." I felt a surge of surprise. Why did he call it a joke? Before I could press for answers, a woman in her mid-50s entered the room. Her kind face and gentle demeanour immediately suggested she was Mrs. Thompson.