Pinoy Classic Jokes Novels & Stories

The room went dead quiet when I said I would take the prize, but that quiet did not last. A second later, laughter thundered through the air. Lily Smith was the loudest, doubling over with tears streaming from her eyes. "How else could she be the top seller?" she cackled. "A woman like her has to have skin as thick as a rhino." I ignored her snide comments and kept my cool. "Just to be clear," I said, "since the company so generously 'rewarded' me with bathroom duty, that's all I'll be doing for the next three days. Everything else is off my plate."

“Okay, here’s one. Why did the scarecrow win an award?” Sean raised a brow. “Why?” “Because he was outstanding in his field!” she giggled uncontrollably. “Get it? Outstanding? In his field?” Sean opened his eyes and gave her a side glance. “You’re seriously laughing at your own joke?” “Why aren’t you laughing? That was clever! Ugh, tough crowd. Let me try another one.” She scrolled through her phone. “Alright, what do you call a cow with no legs?” Sean sighed but played along. “What?”

When my joke lands she tilts her head back to laugh, shaking her head as she looks at me. "You're ridiculous." She says. "You're smiling." I respond. She gives me that warm look again and I wonder what's going through her mind at this moment. "You got any other ones?" She asks and I wrack my brain for any other dad jokes. "Um... The circus lion ate the clown but didn't finish." I say. "Why?" She asks. "Because he tasted funny." I respond and Harper chuckles again. "More." She teases, but I just shrug.

"What do you call a one legged hippo?" "What?" "A HOP-po! Get it? A HOP-po? Ha-ha!" I laughed at my very funny joke. I don't get why Nathalie didn't laugh, I mean, it was pretty hilarious. So, It's been a week that I didn't go to school due to my situation, and now I'm ready to face the same boring class with the same boring teachers. "You've been gone for a week and now you've come back with a punchline? Unbelievable." Rhea slammed the tray filled of food on our table.

Roy couldn’t help it and he fell to the seat, laughing. He knew the punch line of course, but it still made him double over, literally. Bryan nudged him with an elbow, even as his smile widened at the picture he created, “Finish the joke.” He strived to control his laughter, “So John takes a deep breath and says to the Jinn, “I want all Jack and Jim to be with me because they are my only friends.” He bit his lip to stop his laughter from escaping his lips, “And poof! Jack and Jim were returned to the island. Jack with his clothes off and Jim with a slice of pizza in his hands. And the Jinn says, ‘there you go. You all got your wish.”

“Is that okay?” “Yeah?” Dizen wasn't so sure if that would satisfy his father or he will throw another corny joke. Whatever it is it's not on him, it's up on his father. They all looked at the old mister Lopez when they heard him cleared his throat after that he let out a big smile on his mouth. Maybe that was the sign they are waiting to see. They remain quiet soon as old Mr. Lopez started speak. “That was a joke, but let me tell you another one.”

Don’t tell me this is about Cebu? “About what you said earlier. What was the answer? I have a feeling that I wasn’t able to fully grasp the whole premise of the joke.” Laglag ang balikat na tumitig ako sa kaharap. I thought this is about that night but who am I kidding right? Gusto kong humalakhak sa kagagahan ko. Here I am standing awkwardly in front of the nation’s crown price, asked about the stupid things pero mas inuuna ko pang pagde-daydream.

Odell Lumaban: Haha gago14 Danica Garcia: Tanga15 Felicity Bautista: OY OY OY OY OY OY Felicity Bautista: You forgot tarantado16 Naia Baniaga: I’m dead at this convo Odell Lumaban: Well the joke’s dead now, airps. Are you happy with yourself? Naia Baniaga: F you Zoe Torres: Maingay17 Felicity Bautista: Opo18 ma’am Logan dela Vega: Heard that? That’s the sound of victory Zoe Torres: You’re still fucking stupid, Logan Odell Lumaban: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA

someone yelled. "I won’t shut up until someone answers!" Lucas shouted back, clearly enjoying the attention. "We don’t know and we don’t care, so shut the hell up, Lucas!" another voice barked. "Wrong! It’s called Lemon-aid! Get it? Like the drink?" The groan this time was even louder. "Dad jokes are never, ever funny," Elodie muttered, shaking her head.

He made me laugh, a genuine, bubbling sound that felt good after the fear. “Your turn,” he challenged, when he finished. “Tell me a joke. Something to keep the darkness at bay.” I thought for a moment. “Okay, okay… What do you call a fake noodle?” He raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on his lips. “What?” “An impasta!” I delivered the punchline with a flourish, and he actually laughed, a deep, booming sound that warmed the room. “Alright, alright, that was a good one, for a rookie,” he teased. “My turn. Why did the scarecrow win an award?”