Nasty Jokes Novels & Stories

In the end, readers are crazy for being readers in a world where words flow down the monosyllabic drain of unculturedness. * This is a chronicle that I love, from the time when Bia was still married and she would gossip to me over the phone. Added a dash of comedy. I burst out laughing every time I read it! almost divorce "Your fart is so stinky!" ― And by any chance, is there a smelly fart? “There are the not-so-overly-stinky ones. You look like you died inside, you're rotten! Go to the bathroom or I'm going to pass out.

Elliot’s eyes twinkled, “It was funny. Surprising coming from you, and it was adorable the way you blushed. Do you know any other naughty jokes?” A voice from across the apartment startled them both, “Yes, I do love a dirty joke. “Fuck!” This time it wasn’t Mandy swearing under her breath. “You got here awfully fast, Nate,” Elliot stood a little closer to Mandy. Nate raised one of his blonde brows and smiled that boy next door, cover model smile that had landed more than one girl into his bed. Elliot wanted to kill him—with his bare hands.

Leesa had to give the guy credit. He didn’t seem to let the catcalls and groans bother him. He either had the thickest skin in the world, or he thought the derision was in some twisted way an approval of his act. His jokes were new, but were equally as dumb as the last time. She wondered if he wrote the stuff himself or got it from some website—stupidjokes.com, maybe.

“Yeah well, my sleeping pattern has been off-balance lately, so it's only natural that my eating habits will change too. And geez, I can't help being hungry all the time.” “I think you should cut back on the food a little. At this rate, you'll end up being the biggest person I know.” He teased, poking her belly. “You're such a dick.” “But you still love this dick.” “Are you serious right now? Tell me, does it look like I’m in the mood for any of your crap?” “Whoa, it was just a joke.” “Don't joke like that. Some jokes that are funny, right? And others that are just not ok. Guess which category yours falls into.”

"I have a sense of humor, thank you very much. I just don't find your fart jokes funny." Felecia snickered. "Everyone likes a fart joke, Moana." Harper waved his fork at Kelsey. "I don't care who you are. Fart jokes are classic." "Stop calling me Moana." Kelsey rolled her eyes. "They're disgusting." "You're disgusting." "Your mom's disgusting." Jamie's brows shot up and he covered his mouth with a fist. "Oh." "Now who is being immature?" Harper's grin only widened. "Your mom jokes are classic. Everyone knows that." Kelsey waved her hand.

His voice is cold but those eyes give it away how much he is enjoying me making me uncomfortable. "I am just enjoying the perfect view," he says gesturing towards New York City, "What a sight, it will be to see your face smeared with coffee that you like to drink so much," I murmur. "What a sight it will be to see your face smeared with my cum." his voice was dark and rough around the edges just like him. My typing stopped midway, I looked at him wide-eyed. “Shameless bastard.” He smiles at me innocently as if he didn't just make a crude joke, “Continue your work, Miss, Mavis or do you really, want to see how shameless I am."

These crapsters brought the worst out of me. “Ho ho ho. Hear the Queen of Immaturity speak,” Jax hissed. “Better than smelling the poopy Vulture King,” I hissed back. “Dirty Goblin” “Dumb Pig” “Potty Mouth” “Barbaric Caveman” “Basic Bitch” “Clothes Whore” “Hey ! I am just an OCS- Over Compulsive Shopper,” Jax protested. “Clothes Whore,” Kai and I deadpanned. “Your moral compass is on fire,” Jax huffed.

snickering the golden boy threw his head back " God , how do you even fuck that bitch ? her hole is big enough to fit two of me or maybe your pencil c*ck is too small and you don't feel a thing " Some Longhorns gasped while the other snickered along with Jacob , hooting and jeering at Shotton . Understandably , Shotton who was being made the joke of the evening trembled in anger and the video shook even more but that lasted only for a few seconds , before it stabilised . " Oh yeah , you think that you are the shit huh , Knight ?" hollered Shotton " well news flash , you ain't on the top of the list anymore . "

I asked, getting irritated by their insipid jokes. “What slave girl are you talking about? The one who appears to be the group leader said. “Have you been smoking weed” another asked. “You look like you need help” the skinny one added. “Stop it!” I screamed at the four of them, I was getting frustrated with their stupid pranks. Are they trying to drive me nuts, what was with all the clownish attitude?

Heavy with shit we weren’t saying. I cleared my throat. “Alright. That’s enough depressing hospital talk. You know what would really make my day better?” He glanced at me, brows raised. “A really dumb joke.” Andrew blinked. Then tilted his head a little, lips twitching like he was fighting a smile. “A dumb joke?” I nodded, lips curving around the cigarette still hanging from my mouth. “Come on. Hit me.” He gave me a look—half skeptical, half amused. “Fine. What do you call a sad strawberry?”