Pathological Joking Novels & Stories

“I –” “Alright, enough,” Joker snarled, totally done here. “Jesus fuck, you really think we wanna listen to this shit? You’re fucking disgusting, both of you prick-loving losers.” “Yeah, Joker’s right.” Nails lifted his chin, and the circle of men tightened. “I’ve been lenient because I have to admit, this had a certain entertainment value, but now I’m fucking grossed out. You going to come quietly, Cuddy, or do we have to drag you?”

I took the Whiskey down, head spinning now, room tilting a bit, as the laughter was echoing loud. Ryker on Kael, "Dare, ask Lange a mate question." Kael shook his head, "Nah, truth instead for me," but Ryker pushed, "Wuss, drink then." Kael sipped, muttering, "You guys are obsessed." Now it was my turn to question Jaxon, "Truth, why so many gay jokes?" He laughed, " 'Cause it's funny, and maybe I'm bi-curious, who knows?" Winking at me, but this stupid soso was tugging playfully she was so happy one of her mates just winked at her, and there was me snapping sarcastic, "Yeah, keep it in your pants, perv." Laughter exploded, but the buzz grew, my words slurring a tad, my wolf was already hazy

Didn’t they also say that Jacob was humiliating himself by acting like a quack like Thomas? They could not repeat what they had just said anymore. At that moment, they realized that when Jacob mentioned that the patient was possessed by an evil spirit, he was just deceiving them, and it was really just a joke to lighten up the mood. The patient was not really possessed by an evil spirit, but he was indeed infested by parasites. These parasites had remained in the patient’s body and fused into one with the patient’s blood. They could not be detected easily, and this was the crucial reason behind why the dozens of famous doctors in Central City had failed.

" You're sick and I may hate you but I'm a psychopath." " Correction, you are a psychopath and care doesn't look good on you." This little shit! My jaw tightened. " After the stupid stunt you pulled, you're not going anywhere till you fucking die." He chuckled. " Well that's not long anymore," How could he laugh? How could he make such stupid jokes about life? As much as I hated to admit it, I found his cheerfulness admirable. It was still stupid. But, admirable. His face calmed slightly as walked closer, freeing his hands from the confines of his pockets. " Do you miss her?"

“You have called me stupid on multiple occasions, told me I lack brain cells and what else.” “It was all a joke!” Christian defended his actions, but maybe if he never made those jokes in the first place, we wouldn’t have been here. “And I’ve never laughed, not once,” I told him. “Jokes are supposed to be funny.”

My smile widened as I mindlessly took off my jacket setting it down on the leather seat. I clung to Dalton chatting with him as Enzo thought it was the time for the like of the day as he called it. It was one of those stupid habits that we had going on as kids and it kinda stuck with us and Enzo was the one with the shittiest and corniest jokes. I braced myself to hear one of his dad jokes, Dalton was holding in his laugh at the eager look on his brother's face already. "What do you call a joke without a punchline?"

Everyone just laughed like I'm just some kind of a psychopath, what's funny to them, they were laughing and pointing hands, and worse of it the subjects were laughing too, maybe I was stupid for talking without understanding anything, I shouldn't have let my curiosity get the better of me.

Asher asks making Axel laugh heartily as I stared at the two psychopaths next to me. “Yeah like let’s go easy on them.” Axel jokes sarcastically making Asher laugh more. “Let’s forgive them.” “Let them off with a warning.” “Yeah, we will be the bigger person.” The sarcastic back and forth continues as they high-five each other, unable to contain their laughter as they held on their stomach. What is wrong with these men? “When you guys joke around, people have panic attacks. What kind of sick sense of humour is this? What kind of monster-“ I finally speak up, expressing my horror but they ignore me and continue laughing.

Doctors and nurses rushed in immediately. When the doctor took one look at my condition, he glanced at Landon. The doctor's expression darkened instantly, as if he had understood something. "Didn't you read her medical records?" the doctor snapped. "She has Pathological Lie Aversion, a severe allergy to lies! Stop feeding her more of them! You could kill her!" Landon was stunned. He looked at my pale face, then at the doctor's serious expression. Disbelief twisted across his features. "Pathological Lie Aversion? Now, what kind of act is this?"

I looked at him closely to see if he was playing some sort of sick, twisted joke on me, but his expression looked entirely serious. Realizing he truly believed his own delusion, I simply couldn't contain it anymore; I burst into a boisterous laugh that had me bending forward and grabbing my stomach for support. Oh my gosh. I laughed some more, shaking my head in disbelief as I watched total confusion twist his features. Under any other circumstances with any other man, the gesture might have been considered somewhat cute, but for who he fundamentally was, it was pathetic. “Are you completely crazy, Shawn? How on earth could I have ever liked that salty, toxic nonsense you concocted? I though