Pirate Jokes Novels & Stories

“Luna and Lucas told us stories!” I chuckled. “Oh? What kind of stories?” “About a pirate and a lost treasure!” he said excitedly. “But Lucas says the treasure was actually a puppy!” “That sounds like a fun story,” I mused. “Did you like it?” “Yes! But Aiden said the pirate should’ve had a pet parrot instead.” Aiden’s voice came in the background. “Because pirates always have parrots, Mommy!” I laughed softly. “Well, I can’t argue with that.”

It's pathetic! He dropped that bomb and strutted off before I could fire back. I could hardly believe my ears that such boneheaded words came from the man I have loved for years. His so-called 'cozy winter promos' were just a table with free cups of cheap black coffee and some giveaway gloves out front. The coffee often went cold, untouched, and those gloves ended up in the street bin. However, Seth, of course, thought they were pure gold. Somehow, I was the one cashing in on Lily's ideas!

"I knew it! How could a fresh graduate like you possibly land a client as tough as Gilla Group on your own? Turns out all you did was just climb into Mr. Kapowsky's bed!" She turned to the pale-faced Miguel, convinced that she'd figured everything out. "Don't be scared, Miguel. He's just pretending to be all respectful. It's part of their bedroom kink. These rich older guys love these role-playing games nowadays. "You're such a slut, Macy. You really stooped to such disgusting lows just to land a project? And you even have the nerve to show off about it at a team dinner?" As soon as she said that, everyone else in the room suddenly seemed to come to the same conclusion as well. After all, wh

He kissed me, and I kissed him back, my mouth still half-full. Silence. “Say, something, Pirate. I need…” “Stay away from him,” he blurted out. “Why?” “I mean, he’s hot, not going to lie…” “Focus, Pirate. Yeah, I got that part. And, you know, planning on having some fun,” I added with a wink. “He looks like trouble,” Pirate said. I choked on my water, spitting it out. “Him? Trouble?” I wiped my mouth with my sleeve.

Temujin heard a clicking sound as the giant popped his broken nose back. “Ye shall pay dearly fer what ye did tah me nose,” the pirate said nasally, “’n tah me hands.” What the pirate did next was completely unexpected. He jumped about a foot up, but when he fell back down he caused the entire ship to rock hard. It was like the Earthquake Technique of the brown Slayers but executed aboard a ship. Temujin tumbled backwards as the ship heeled dangerously. Then his eyes grew wide because, from the other side of the ship, barrels were rolling towards them.

All three of us sighed dreamily here. “Wow. Sounds like you've been to heaven, Nat. If only I could see it too!” Bart exclaimed. I laughed and gave him a look. “You could but you swore and I quote, ‘I'll die before I try to get into Delengade.’” I reminded him. “Well, basically, you'd be dead by the time you got in, so…” That was Piper. We both burst into laughter at her joke and Bart scoffed. Yep, we really were joking about the fact that subs died when they got into Delengade.

Paul is sitting far away. "What's up today?" asked the captain looking at Clara. "He's good for nothing. Waste of time." Everyone burst out laughing. "She wasn't happy even after my water pipe burst for six hours," Paul joked... "Look... without wasting time, start saying Elizabeth..." The chief mate came to the meeting room after answering the phone from the control room saying this. "Chief should order some good quality condoms in the next commissary request," Captain. Again laughter spread in the meeting room.

“Hey, no brooding. This is an adventure, not a prison sentence. Let me distract you.” She turned to him, her expression wary. “What are you going to do? Tell me one of your terrible jokes?” “You wound me,” he said, clutching his chest dramatically. “But yes. Absolutely.” He cleared his throat, adopting a serious tone. “Why don’t skeletons fight each other?” Riele blinked, momentarily thrown off. “Why?” “Because they don’t have the guts.” The joke was terrible. Absolutely awful. But Riele burst into laughter anyway, the tension in her chest breaking apart with each giggle. Jay grinned, triumphant, as if her joy were his greatest victory.

Just then, a fisherman who came down from the boat called out to Andrius, “Young man...” Andrius stopped and asked, “Do you need something?” The fisherman glanced at the depths of the island, lowered his voice, and said fearfully, “This island is the territory of the notorious One-Eyed Pirates. You’d better leave before they discover you. Otherwise, once they know you’re new, they’ll rob your belongings and throw you into the sea to feed the fish.”

His utterance had earned chuckles around, with eyes shifting through the figures before him. “Get ready people for the greatest ride of all!” He called out, soon pulling a horn from behind him, blowing into it at once, and right then did the cheers begin. I turned to Cameron, hoping to find an hint of glee in his gaze, but believe me, he remained crestfallen just like an hour back in the resort room when our little argument had ensued. “A tale tells of local pirates coming over from time to time, out on this side of the sea”