Pinoy Classic Jokes Mga Nobela at Kwento

Pagkukwento ko at nagsitawanan naman sila. Knythe gave me a glass of tequila and asked, “mahirap ba turuan si Bullet?” I drank it first before answering, “yes and no. No, because he's a fast-learner. Yes, because he's so stubborn! Napakatigas ng ulo. Manang-mana sa pinagmanahan.” Iiling-iling na tugon ko at natawa naman siya. Hindi ko alam kung nakailang tanong pa sila. I don't know how many glasses I've drank but I somehow feel funny. Kumunot ang noo ko at tumingin sa dulo.

Idol: Damn you dude, I'm terrified of ghosts! Me: Oh no, how are you going to fix that horn now? Hahaha. Sorry for the ugly storytelling. I don’t really know what to do and how to do it. I’ll tell the other stories later on cause I still have work. Goodbye for now... ++++++++++ Story 2: The Passengers I got shivers hearing the personal experience of my friend who is a jeepney driver. He told me the story itself and this happened around 10 years ago. By the way, jeepneys are the most used public utility vehicles in the Philippine Islands so expect details that are also from our country.

Jasmine said. "Hold on, hold on! I've got a joke that might lighten the caloric guilt. Why don't scientists trust atoms?" Jonathan said with a pause before adding, "Because they make up everything!" "Just when I thought I had heard your corniest joke," Florence said and rolled her eyes. The others burst into laughter, their mirth contagious, which made Clare smile. "Okay, I got another one," the young earl said. "Why did the scarecrow win an award?... Well, because he was outstanding in his field!"

Parang narinig iyon ni Lorenzo kaya napalingon siya sa akin ng masama. "What are you laughing about?" Inis na tanong niya sa akin. Tinignan ko lang siya ng seryoso bago sumagot. "Because chief is adorable," sabi ko at nginitian si Chief na sinuklian din niya. Napasabunot sa buhok si Lorenzo at tumayo. Sa katunayan, mas mukha pa siyang bata na parang inagawan ng candy dahil sa inis niya sa akin. A grumpy immature.

Max smiles, “You build blanket forts, you tell jokes, you know how to ballroom dance.” “I don’t tell jokes,” I explain. “Chad said you do. Lucy told him some of the jokes. It made them laugh,” Max replies. Curious, he asks, “Could I hear one?” I shake my head, “It was corny jokes to cheer her up is all. It was, “Why did the scarecrow win an award? Because he was outstanding in his field.” Things most kids hear on a playground.” Max looks disappointed. Taking a deep breath, I say, “A cheeseburger walks into a bar and orders a beer. The bartender says, “Sorry, we don’t serve food here”.”

P – “Jaanu please pinch me” P – “what the hell Jaanu, why did you pinch me hard” J – “Stop shouting, it was you who asked me to pinch you” P – “That doesn’t mean you’ll pinch me hard” J – “Whatever,” she said rolling her eyes OmRu –“Mom, Momma, stop acting like kids” J – “Shut up you donkeys’ son” T – “Wo Ho Jaan did you just called your husband Donkey” he looked at his wife, who called him a donkey

"Let's go to Pidong. It will be fun there tonight; there will be dancing and dinner! Sakaryo will be there to help." I didn't answer right away because I was processing the words she said for a while. "Isn't it embarrassing?" I asked when I understood what she said. "I mean, I'm just new here, and they don't know me," I added. The old woman laughed. "Oh! Don't worry because I already told Pidong that I might take you with me when I passed by earlier. That one is fine, and he's complaining that his skittle is too latite." (Tagalog word, can't translate because of the province words flow)

Lumingon sa akin si Ena at hindi man lang nangingiti sa pagpapapansin ko sa kaniya! I rarely said those words! Those were the words that usually came out from the mouth of the typical lazy students! Pagod sa pag-upo at half-hearted na pakikinig sa discussion. Hindi naman ako ganoon at nang ginawa ko iyon ay hindi man lang siya natawa! Isn't it funny that I am imitating those lazy ass? And why do I need to explain it that it was a joke?

Forgot to tell you sooner. He had sent me messages almost three hours ago. I smile and reply. Me: That’s Ok! Sorry I didn't answer you sooner. I didn’t feel like attending, so I skipped. As we reach home, I behold myself to receive some lame one-liner about skipping classes. Some of his jokes are funny, but sometimes these are so stupid it makes me chuckle, wondering why does he even bother? “Did you know that a waffle on a California beach is called a Sandy Eggo?” He had tried this joke last evening.

Then someone in the crowd sneered, their voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, that must be Sophia's sugar daddy. Showed up to defend her. She's not picky, is she. She'll take a guy in his fifties." The crowd erupted. Some covered their mouths, laughing. Others joined in openly. "Yeah, I heard she doesn't care about age. Maybe this old man's a regular too." The dean's expression tightened. He turned sharply toward the crowd. "All of you–shut your mouths!" He glanced at my injuries, his voice urgent.