Nacho Cheese Joke Novels & Stories

Chips exploded. Soda sprayed into the air. And a giant bowl of warm nacho cheese tipped over. Directly onto Chloe. The room went silent. Every single person stared. Chloe lay flat on her back. Covered in cheese. A giant tortilla chip stuck perfectly to her forehead. For three full seconds nobody moved. Then Ugo fell to his knees laughing. And the entire party lost it.

"Cheetos are better than Chips Ahoy." He leaned closer, cupping a hand around his ear. "Sorry. Couldn't catch that." "You heard—" I gritted my teeth as his smirk widened. "Cheetos are better than Chips Ahoy," I repeated louder, my voice echoing through the store like I was leading a protest for snacks. He looked up at the biscuits. Then, in two long strides, he closed the distance between us. The wind carried his cologne, surrounding me until I couldn't breathe anything else.

She pressed a hand to her temple, forcing a smile when Nalia gave her a questioning look. “You okay?” Nalia asked softly. “Yeah,” Cheyenne lied, waving it off. “Probably just stood up too fast earlier. Or maybe it’s all the chocolate. I might’ve lost count after my sixth cookie.” “More like your tenth,” Tora muttered, earning another pillow to the face.

I got a grilled cheese and tomato soup because it reminded me of simpler days. We sat across from each other, and for a while we just ate. He stole a bite of my sandwich. I rolled my eyes but let him. Then something stupid happened. The waitress dropped a whole tray of silverware near our table, and the crash made both of us jump. Nico let out this short, surprised laugh. Real. Not the controlled one he used in meetings. Just a genuine laugh. “Shit, that scared me,” he admitted, shaking his head. I found myself smiling. “Big bad Nico startled by spoons. I’m telling Matteo.”

He innocently asked as he watched the cheese melt on top of the nachos. Ethan nodded like a dog to his master. He then kneeled down to level Jared's face. "Yes, baby. Want to take a taste?" He then handed out a plate of nachos to Jared. Jared smiled and took a chip that was full of melting cheese. I saw how his mouth parted in awe and desire to taste the nachos. His eyes are focused on the nachos before he puts them in his mouth.

Narciso asked and started flipping through movies on N*****x. "How about horror?" Pedro suggested, not looking bothered at all. "No, Jess will get nightmares," Gabriel said and looked at me. I looked back at him blankly and simply replied, "Your face gives me nightmares." Some people choked, and some tried to hold their laughs in. Yet some didn't. "Yooo, you just get burnt, man." Kenny and Sanchez yelled and started laughing loudly while clapping Gabriel's back. Jonathan was trying to hold his laugh in and put his fist over his mouth.

Noushka was laughing almost hysterically within my mind now, loving the fact I had lost. He chuckled. “What do you mean?” he asked, feigning innocence. “First, ketchup is ketchup. In no way, shape or form is it a fruit smoothie. That is simply disgusting. A hotdog is a hotdog, you fool. Not a sandwich, and most certainly not a freaking taco!” I began, my voice coming out quicker than I expected as I needed to get out everything I had to say, and put him in his place. “Though I am glad you realize cheese is cheese, but your friend may want his head examining. But how would you even consider a bowl of cereal soup?! Have you had a hit to the head or something?!”

I said, turning to Derek with a mischievous grin. "What's that?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "A giant plate of nachos," I replied, my eyes shining with excitement. Derek burst out laughing. "You're crazy, you know that?" he said, shaking his head. But I was dead serious. I mean, what's more romantic than a plate of nachos? Derek, being the amazing boyfriend that he is, decided to humor me. He pulled out his phone and ordered a giant plate of nachos from the nearest restaurant.

I said, turning to Derek with a mischievous grin. "What's that?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "A giant plate of nachos," I replied, my eyes shining with excitement. Derek burst out laughing. "You're crazy, you know that?" he said, shaking his head. But I was dead serious. I mean, what's more romantic than a plate of nachos? Derek, being the amazing boyfriend that he is, decided to humor me. He pulled out his phone and ordered a giant plate of nachos from the nearest restaurant.

Lena watched, amused, as I tried to flip the whole mess like some kind of sad omelet. That's not how nachos work," she said. “Will you come and take over ma'am?” I shot back. She threw an olive at me. It bounced off my forehead. "What was that for?” I asked, shaking my head. “Do not mess with me, I've got good aim.” she responded, stealing a half-melted chip from the pan. "Oh god. This is terrible." She took another bite. "Why is it so good?" I smirked. "What can I say? I'm a man of many talent.”