Potato Jokes Novels & Stories

Oh Aria how much youd be going insane right now over this handsome man. "How does potato soup sound to you?" Loren says turning towards me, a smirk appearing on his face, as he caught me staring at me agian. "Potato soup sounds wonderful." I squeak looking down quickly.I havent had potato soup since I was a child. My mom used to make it for me all the time, it was one of my favorite things to eat. "Okay potato soup it is, ill make enough for all of us. Wonder where the two dimwhits are." Loren says grabbing milk, heavy cream, butter, carrots and celery out of the fridge setting it down on the counter.

"You are a fucking distraction." CJ laughs light-heartedly as he gently poaches the salmon fillets for a few minutes in the oil. After peeling the potatoes, I saute them in butter and thyme with CJ helping with adding some more spices in the stew. "Not only are we good in bed," CJ teases. "But also good the kitchen." That joke catches me off guard and I burst out a laugh. CJ joins in the laugh and this kitchen has turned into a field of laughter. "Man! That was fun!" CJ and I tap a loud cheery high - five.

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.

Mom glared at the naughty sextuplet. [ ** NOTE TO THE READERS: Potato Bombs are small domestic explosives made using a potato. They can be made at home. They may be harmless, noisy crackers but it is better not to try them at home without proper supervision ** ] “You ruined the prank, Mom !” Kai whined. “You were not supposed to tell him !!” he cribbed. “Ashton dear, please prescribe something for this wild one too,” Mom said while c*cking her head towards a pouting Kai, making us all laugh.

I sighed "I’m no longer hungry." "I know but please let me cook something for you, even if it’s just an omelet." "I’m not really into omelets." "Then I will make potato balls." He suggested "Potato balls?" I questioned "Yeah, potatoes are good for the health, the skin too." "Potato balls" I cleared "Yeah, that’s not a good idea." He chuckled I smiled turning to leave but before I could he clutched my hand, his touch gave me a 'shock' which made me instantly draw my hand away from his.

he replied. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Beef stew. Your favorite." His voice is even, and this time I better swallow my laughter. "And you put the potatoes in the boiling water?" I don't believe it. "What's wrong with that? Aren't you boiling first, then cutting the potatoes afterwards?" I almost wanted to smack him on the head while holding back my laughter. "I don't understand why you bother bringing out muscle to cook. You can't even do that." I said as I was near him.

"See, I'm never wrong. Not even five minutes in the library and you're already on their blacklist." "I think what you meant was that I attract attention wherever I go," he wiggles his eyebrows, "being this handsome shouldn't be a crime." "Has anyone ever told you how narcissistic you are?" "Haters are going to hate, potatoes are going to potate." "Potate?" I slowly shake my head, "I don't think I've ever heard of that word before. Would you like to explain to me how potatoes potate?" He side-eyes me. "It's a saying. Plus, I couldn't think of a word that rhymes with potato."

Ok, it was a little big, but if I can take Leo’s dick, I sure can take a tiny potato. I could see he was trying not to smile. "Sure, I’d really like that." Ok, somehow this was harder than giving Leo a blowjob. I was struggling to break it down. I swallowed my potato, feeling it choking my throat, and he swiftly passed me my glass again. I took it and gulped it down. "Thanks." I said as I felt the potato going down. "Don’t you dare laugh." He grinned. "Alright, I won’t." "Good! Now eat up this is a lot of food for two."

I remember I started a water fight, I got my a*s beat after that. A server came by and placed food before them. Jessie danced after seeing the garlic bread and stuffed baked potatoes with bacon, cheese, and green onions. Jessie reached for the plate of potatoes, but Christian gently pushed her hand away. "No, no, no. The potatoes are mine, the garlic bread is yours.'' Jessie pouted a little. "We can share.'' Jessie gave a laugh, does another little dance which caused Christian to smile. "So food makes the human happy, good to know.''

"Alright, fine. If you won't smile, I'll have to tell you my top-tier jokes. What do you call a fake noodle?" Elena had blinked, her stern frown flickering for a split second. "What?" "An impasta." She had stared at me in absolute, stony silence for three whole seconds. "That is terrible. That is the worst joke I've ever heard." "Okay, okay, tough crowd," I had grinned, my dark eyes sparkling with wicked delight as I stroked her cheek. "Why don't scientists trust atoms?" "Jaxx, please stop…" "Because they make up everything."