Pathological Joking Novels & Stories

“Well, you are his little bitch. I heard rumors about him being a certain type as well.” A certain type? “Tell me you are fucking kidding me,” I scoff, throwing the tissues I was crumbling in my hands into the bin angered. “You can’t be serious!” He looks at me with wide eyes as I lift my finger into his face. “Gay men don’t hump each other simply because they are gay. I might be his bitch workwise but there is nothing going on in that sense.” “Come on,” he grins, pushing me slightly. “I was just joking.”

That joke was spot on. "Terrific. Laugh it up. Using jokes as a means of closing off topics you don't feel the need to discuss don't work on me. What did you do?" His voice was more steady this time. "I didn't do anything, maybe it's your guilty conscience for all the terrible things you've done that makes you think this way, always imagining the shadows lurking around, you're not at peace with yourself. That's what you're looking for anyone else but yourself, I'd call you an over thinker but that's too good. I didn't do anything."

I shook my head, "no... no... you don't get to..you can now go back to your amazing comedian friends and forget this confused hated prick.." "Precious they didn't mean what they were saying okay. They were just making jokes..." "Making ME a fucken joke.. that's what they were doing.. that's what YOU were doing. I'm a fucken joke to you... my life is a joke to you. I don't get you.. I swear to God I do not get you at all." "Your ankle is swelling please let me just..."

The trouble level of this passing preliminary is… great. Reward acquired: 500 judgment focuses Opened situation: Fatal Joke Lethal Joke: appropriate for multi-target authorize situations. Members' jokes can become reality. Express "take a hike," and he will truly kick the bucket. - "This situation is somewhat fascinating." Jack gestured marginally and counted the crown jewels of war. He was very fulfilled, however when he took a gander at the arbitrary prize this time, it was just 85 US dollars. "A compensation of many thousands, and you don't for even a moment give me 100 dollars?"

She soon snooped around the bathrooms and under the table searching for a mystery that is never going to happen. "Is she.. okay?" Yeah, I'm asking that myself too. "Yeah, should we call a MEANtal Doctor as well?" Cryx added sarcastically and chuckled as well. "You're not funny Cryx, accept it." I shrugged and he pouted. "Guys! I have a joke for you," Ione beamed. "Please, don't," gosh! This is gonna be so corny and she's not even 'that' funny! "Sure, go ahead." Poor Caspian who's not aware of her disease, hehe.

"Yes, Leonard? You have a question?" His throat was dry. The words felt like shards of glass. "Professor..." he stammered, his voice barely a whisper. "Is... is chronic masturbation... a mental illness?" Dead silence. You could hear a pin drop. Then, a few muffled snickers. Heat rushed to Leonard's face. He wanted to sink through the floor. What have I done? I've exposed myself. They all know.

James smirked again, leaning back in our booth. “The clinical term is testicles. And I’ve seen enough of them in my short stint as a doctor that there is nothing vulgar about it. Unless you’re an old man with dementia,” I widened my eyes, recalling the last patient that I had to treat, “He told me to eat his balls after I told him that it was imperative to his health to eat something other than burgers and bacon.” James looked at me in shock before he began choking on laughter at my expense. At the time, I’d been professionally irritated by the man’s comment, but seeing James laughing so carefree has me laughing myself.

That's, absurdity to the highest degree! Irresistible my rotten shit! "It's just amusing how distinct you seem right now. Did you win a jackpot or something?" I give him that. I just feel like I need to play within the margins of his imbecility to soothe his ego. But damn! His hoax has imprinted a perpetual smirk on my face that I am unable to cloak. I can't brush it off even by taking my gazes off him. I guess this is the most humorous thing I have ever heard of.

I shouted the last part. To my irritation he laughed again. What is up with him? What does he think I am doing? Cracking jokes for him. This is getting on my nerves now. Firstly he is just blabbering nonsensical words then laughing at my sensical ones. Am I a magnet to attract psychopaths? " You have got a nice sense of humour and so as to what you are doing here.......that is for me to know and you to find out but don't worry it won't take us long to reach there.

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