Novel & Cerita Pinoy Humor Jokes

Ponjie then raised his index finger and pointed it insolently toward Hugo. Fruto stared at Ponjie and sighed with relief. Ponjie’s the one who’s better at talking and dealing with people. He continued eating. “Fair enough. What do you want me to give to you?” Hugo clasped rested both his palms on his thighs as his feet started tapping on the floor nervously. He realized how Ponjie can be very sly and annoying to negotiate with. Ponjie smiled brightly, “What’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve done in your life that you wish you were dead everytime you think about it?”

It felt good—light, like a breath of fresh air in this park where the wind rustled the leaves around us. We sat on the bench after that, side by side, our shoulders almost touching. He started telling these silly jokes—the kind that weren’t even funny, just dry and ridiculous, like “Why did the scarecrow win an award? Because he was outstanding in his field.” Corny as hell. But I laughed anyway, hard and genuine, because the real joke was how bad they were, how he delivered them with that straight face like he thought they were gold. It warmed me up inside, chasing away the chill for a bit.

reduced his feeling of reading the awkwardness of friends. Pepeng Masarap😂😂 Jusko! It's great to find an office here! Pepeng Maliit😂😂 Well, chiiiill lang is meee😂 Pepeng Malaki😂😂 Guuuuyss andaming pogii ditoo😅😅 He just laughed as he typed. Pepeng Kulot😂😂 There are pogii here too! I'm still next to isaaaa😍😍

“So, what do you call an odd pizza?” “Odd pizza? Pizza with pineapple!” “Wrong! I love Pizza with pineapple.” “Really? Everyone hates that.” “Nope. The social media made everyone hates it. It’s good~” “Okay. Okay. So, what’s the answer?” Ryan leaned closer and whispered, “A weir-dough.” Slyvester blinked. Soon, he shook his head. “It’s not funny.” “It was! When my friend told me that joke, I laughed so hard.” “Who? Emily?”

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

sagot ni Thalia, pero sa loob-loob niya, aminado siyang kahit papaano ay nakakamiss niya ang kakulitan ni Nathan noon. "Sige, sige. Try ko lang, ha? Anong sabi ng isda na nag-swimming nang paatras?" Napakunot-noo si Thalia. "Ano?" "Edi, ‘eh di ako!'" Sagot ni Nathan sabay tawa sa sarili niyang joke. Napailing si Thalia. "Corny mo talaga." "Pero kita ko, ngumiti ka! Ayan, gumaan na ang mood, di ba?"

Noah's tone grew comforting, "I'm sorry to hear that. They'll be fine, you know. They love each other." Jemma replied, "Yeah, I hope so." Noah sensed the need to lighten the mood. "You know what always makes me feel better when things are tough?" Jemma's curiosity piqued, "What?" "Jokes! Let me tell you one. Why did the scarecrow win an award?" Jemma chuckled, "I don't know, why?" "Because he was outstanding in his field!" Noah quipped. Jemma laughed, "You always know how to make me smile, Jimmy."

Life’s so unfair, man. “What does a spoon matter when we’re literally stuck in the middle of the woods with invisible monsters, shady, bad men and whatever else creeps around here? Can you please, for once, use your brain and kick some sense in the gear?” He whisper-hisses, so red in the face, he reminds me of a tomato. “You could join a casting for vegetable commercials looking like this,” I remark and laugh at the brilliant joke my brain just reacted. Shit, am I not the funniest guy out there? Look at me - sense of humor, looks, body and an impressive spoon collection, I have it all, damn it. No wonder my little vixen couldn’t deny me.

“You know, Ruby, we learned a joke yesterday. Want to hear it?” I nod eagerly, intrigued by the joke that has captured their attention. “Alright,” Ethan begins, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Why don’t grumpy people like corn on the cob?” Playing along, I pretend to ponder the question. “Hmm, I’m not sure. Why don’t they?” “Because they think it’s ‘a-maize-ing’ that anyone could be happy!” Ethan bursts into laughter, and soon, the infectious giggles spread throughout the room.

He grins. “One moment they are ‘fuck you youngest child’ and in the next they want us to produce the next population of the country. It’s like ‘make up your mind will ya? Are we important or not?’”, He continues joking, eyes lighting up when he hears me chuckle a second time. “Yeah, literally”, I agree, having to lower my eyes. I feel far too ashamed. I not only chuckled at one of his jokes, but at two of them. And I did so because I actually found them funny.