Nacho Cheese Joke Novels & Stories

She threw her head backward and laughed loudly. “Why are you staring at me like that? Do you want to eat me? You know I'm just saying the truth.” Noah chucked. “How about I remind you of the last time you had cheese, hmm? I think I should order that too for you.” “We…well, I outgrown it. I now eat cheese, okay? I'm a big girl now. I'm not like you.” “Oh you are? I should signal the waiter then.” Noah raised his hand to call the severs.

Ava asked curiously, to which Nico’s smile turned upside down, “I had one but lost it during one of my jobs.” “The job where you cut up rats.” Came out of Ava’s mouth before she slammed her hands on her mouth. Oh my god! I told her to keep her mouth shut. Silence. I glare at her. “Sorry.” Ava rushes out of her mouth. Nico probably thinks we were making fun of him behind his back but instead of feeling embarrassed Nico laughs at this. “No need to apologize, yes I lost it during one of those times.” He finished with a chuckle. Before I could ask him to elaborate more the bell rings.

“Like, throw some nacho chips from a bag onto a plate, add cheese, throw in the microwave. Open store-bought salsa and guacamole and sour cream. Dip and eat and call it a day. I didn’t think you’d trust me with chicken enchilada casserole bake right off the damn bat.” She paused with her knife in mid-air. “Seriously? Microwaved nachos?” “Yeah.” He frowned at the exposed edges around the tortillas, shifted them so the area of the whole baking dish was covered. “I ain’t Gordon Ramsay, baby.” “I dunno.” Jo opened the fridge and took out the sour cream that she’d made that morning before going to work; it tasted better at room temperature, so it needed to warm up slightly. “That macaroni and che

Then someone in the crowd sneered, their voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, that must be Sophia's sugar daddy. Showed up to defend her. She's not picky, is she. She'll take a guy in his fifties." The crowd erupted. Some covered their mouths, laughing. Others joined in openly. "Yeah, I heard she doesn't care about age. Maybe this old man's a regular too." The dean's expression tightened. He turned sharply toward the crowd. "All of you–shut your mouths!" He glanced at my injuries, his voice urgent.

Nicki asked in a mocking tone, I must've been blushing or something, otherwise, she wouldn't have known that I was thinking of something like that. "Umm Nothing?" "Bull shit, what're you thinking of?" "Just of Johnny getting married, and stuff," I said and stuffed some more chimichanga in my face, it was good and I was glad that I got two of them. "You will never get married if you keep eating like that," Nicki said, making Jack laugh and making me stuff more chimichanga in my face, mocking her attempt at an insult. "I will always eat chimichangas like this, fuck you. Chimichangas are life on a plate, motherfuckers," I said and finished my first one, earning laughter from Jack, and a disgust

Oh damn, I laugh so hard that my stomach hurts. "Stop it..people are looking at us like we are jokers." I breath out between my laughs . He smirks at me and say smugly. "I can be your joker , you can be my Harley quin" and winking at me. "Ooh...How cheesy. But sorry I am allergic to cheese." I wave my hand off in a dismissing manner. He sighs, heavily before replying. "Way to break a guy's heart" And make a sad face.

It was a weird name, but it was the name he heard Noah use. Seeing his Omega cover his face and sink into his seat makes the Beta doubt himself. Benjamin's eyes snapped to the fluffy white-haired Omega when he burst into laughter. “NACHO!” Noah laughed as he slapped his knee. “He thought your real name was Nacho!” Noah laughed even harder. Benjamin flushed as tears rolled down the Omega's face, which was red from laughing so hard. Nadja glared at Noah as he cracked up at his expense. “Oh man, I like this guy! Nacho!” Noah laughed as he slid out of his chair.

He chuckled. I grinned before looking back at the stone statue of Prince Terrence. Then I blushed in embarrassment as I remembered the word that I was supposed to say. “N-Nachos!” I said and stood on the tips of my toes to pour the liquid on top of Prince Terrence’s head. As soon as the rest of the liquid was poured on top of his head, the stone began to crack. I stumbled back in surprise and Nate immediately caught me. We both watched as the stone continued to crack.

He cursed, as he realized the answer that came out of him. “What the fuck? Ninja? Really?” Mason mocked him, handing him the shot. I giggled so hard, rounding an arm over my belly to contain my laughter. Jake's face flushed, and he threw the shot in his mouth, shaking his head from the effect. “Y'all.. y'all stop laughing, I wasn't ready,” Jake said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Now you see what it feels like when you just decide to drop a random letter on someone, look at you, Ninja Jake,” I giggled even more and this time, Taylor joined in.

Or rather, my mate found me. Pulling the chips out of the back, I looked at the label. Nacho something? I mean, they couldn’t be that bad. Setting the bag between my legs, I opened it up and took a bite. My eye started to twitch. It was so artificially favored and pungent. It did taste familiar though. I wondered if this was something I had had on my road trips between contact signings.