Pjo Funny Novels & Stories

We look at each other and say nothing because we have built a whole language out of not saying things in hard places. Leo goes into prep at six forty five. He makes a joke about the hospital gown. He always makes a joke about the hospital gown. He is twelve years old and the funniest person in any room he walks into and I press my thumbnail into my palm to keep from crying in front of him because he needs me steady.

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

Jax stated sort of sternly just jokingly at the same time. I couldn’t help but laugh at his statement, “Aw damn it! Koa, we going to have to come up with a new fantasy now. Jax won’t play along.” The look on Jax’s face was just priceless. It caused me to laugh even harder and fall backwards on my bed holding my stomach because my abs hurt so bad from laughing so hard.

SHAMELESS PDA! Will_the_devil I DIDN'T NEED TO SEE THAT I_pooped OH, PLEASE, YOU JUST JEALOUS OF THEIR LOVE. Will_the_devil YOU GUYS ARE IMPOSSEIBLE. I AM OUT TOO. BYE. I_pooped TSK, TSK. WE DON'T SAY BYE HERE. Will_the_devil OH, REALLY?! I_pooped MHM. DON'T DO THAT AGAIN. Will_the_devil WATCH ME. BYE. BYE. BYE.

“I wasn’t even looking at the monster, I was looking at you! I don’t feel scared at all now!” Fruto rolled his eyes. “Then, should I leave you here?” “No! Well, now I’m scared again! Can I pee on your back?” “Do you want me to kill you?” Pojie looked back and saw that there was no trace of the monster behind. His eyes widened and he said, “Fruto!!!”

Jоеl сhuсklеd lоudlу оbvіоuѕlу fіndіng the whоlе thіng соmрlеtеlу аnd uttеrlу hіlаrіоuѕ. “It’ѕ nоt funny, Jоеl,” I fumеd, соmрlеtеlу еmbаrrаѕѕеd by thе fасt thеу knеw whаt I ѕоundеd like in the moment. “Oh іt іѕ, Iz, come on, сrасk a ѕmіlе,” hе tеаѕеd.

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The air smelled of roasted meat and earth, and underneath it all was the sound of life: pups chasing one another, mothers gossiping, warriors arguing over strategy while pretending they weren’t off-duty. Joey clapped her hands once, loudly enough to draw everyone’s attention. “Alright, listen up! Today we’re breaking the monotony. We’ve fought, we’ve bled, we’ve sulked in our rooms” her eyes flicked dramatically to Devon, who only blinked at her “but today, we play.” The warriors groaned. Someone shouted, “Play what?” Joey grinned wickedly. “Everything.” The first game was tug-of-war. Joey had somehow found an absurdly thick rope, and when she planted it on the ground, the pups immediately s

One month later “Great work this week, Francine. Enjoy those glorious two days off!” The middle aged Sicilian owner of my new workplace, Joey Alfonsi, looked up from the cash he was counting to watch me scurry out the back doors before anyone could ask me for another favor. I’d already been here an hour past quitting time as it was. I took a bite out of my baguette and gave him a two finger salute. I already loved working here, and looked forward to many pleasant years with the small business.

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