Quick Jokes For Adults Novels & Stories

"Chill, Daddy! It's April's Fool!" Yeah, chill Daddy. It's April's Fool. Who hurt you? Why do you need to be so serious? Jeez. Genevieve is still laughing from the same spot since a minute ago, "Clearly we're fools to believe that! Good one, Al! Though I do want to chain you to a tree and let out a bag of ants all over you right now. Good one, Geema!" I grin at the compliment as the other adults are laughing as well as the bigger kids. Well, other adults except Calvin. Whatever, he's boring liddat.

Me landing on his back, both of us laughing. “He tickled me, so I had to get away from him.” I said as I laughed. “She turned on me. I had to avoid being tickled some how.” Jax grumbled. “I thought all, but one of my pups were adults, but it appears I was wrong.” Dad chuckled. “We can be both.” Jax stated. “I guess you can.” Dad agreed. “When was the last time you did something child like dad?” Jax asked. “Um….son, I’m in my 40s, what do you think?”

It didn't help that I was wearing heels either. "Let me tell you a joke," Conner says. We all looked at him as he motioned us to come closer. "Can a kangaroo jump higher than the Empire State Building?" He gives us a moment to think before he bursts out laughing. "Yes, because the Empire State Building can't jump!" Conner raised his hand in the air with less coordination, demanding that he get a high-five for his terrible dad joke. He got a few nudges and pushed instead. If I were sober, I would have gagged a little, but since I was drunk, I am beyond the point of caring and laughed for the sake of it.

"Hahahahaha I swear your expression is so funny, like the complex moms whose husbands cheat on each other." Again he managed to trick her, Green desperately wanted to stab the man with a kitchen knife in her hand at the same time, if it was not forbidden, Green would do now. "The joke's weird, it's not funny at all." Langit tried to stop his laughter, and it had been long he didn't laugh loudly like today, his heavy things lifted with the laughter echoing in the room. "Green..., thank you." Langit spoke softly after stopping his laughter. "Why? For instant noodles?"

After the first five rings, Kyle took my phone from me and switched it off. I was seated on the couch, Kyle beside me. I stared blankly into space as memories of the night replayed in my head. I wish I had never gone to that stupid party. "Wanna hear some good jokes?" Kyle smiled. I shrugged. "What do you call a sleeping bull?" He asked, smirking. "A bull-dozer." I replied bluntly. He pouted. I heard Chris' car pull up in the driveway. It wasn't long before Chris made his appearance in the living room.

She asked, pinching his cheek gently. "That's impossible.I've been practicing jokes.”Matteo grinned proudly. "Oh… really?" "Yes… I have seventeen already." "Should I be worried?"Sofia asked, looking toward Lorenzo. "Yup! You should be very worried." "They're terrible," Marco added. "Noo… they're masterpieces," Matteo corrected. "Alright, I'll be the judge of that," Sofia said. "Good. I'll save the funniest one for you,” He said, leaning close and whispering loudly enough for everyone to hear.

I arched a brow. “Then I guess I have to name all 193 countries.” He smiled tight-lipped. “Don’t worry, I’m patient.” I fork my food as I kept staring at him while he does the same, “You’re really not going to leave me alone, are you?” “Nope.” He pops the P. “Alright, this knock knock joke is going to make you pee.” I placed my fork don to be attentive, “Okay, let’s hear it.” “How to make a tissue dance?” He smirks at me.

I smiled reassuringly at him, believing my own words. “I sure hope you’re right about that.” Feeling awkward and not knowing where the conversation was headed, I decided to crack a joke: “If not, there’s always divorce.” The look on his face hardened, and I wiped my smile off my face instantly. “I’m sorry, sir.” “Marriage and divorce are no laughing matter, son.” “Of course not, sir, I’m so sorry for mentioning it.” I looked down at the ground in shame. Why am I so bad when it comes to people’s parents? I’m a fucking adult, I should know how to talk to other adults!

When he saw her startled, Juke burst out laughing. "You startled me," Vivian said as he moved to sit next to her. Jaime playfully pointed his finger at her head. "You're young but you act like an old woman." "Let's not talk about age, if you do something surprising like that, it will scare others. Isn't that right, Juke?" Vivian turned to her nephew. "Adults will always know how to have fun." "So can we have ice cream?" Juke asked. "Are not." Jaime immediately refused.

"What did the grape say when the elephant stepped on it? Nothing, it just let out a little wine." "Please stop," Ashlyn laughed, covering her face with her hands. "Your jokes are getting worse." "My jokes are berry good, thank you very much." He grinned, clearly proud of himself. "Get it? Berry?" "I'm filing for divorce." "No, you're not. You love my dad jokes." "I tolerate them at best." Richard leaned forward, still holding the strawberry. "What do you call a fake noodle?" "Don't—" "An impasta!" Despite herself, Ashlyn burst out laughing. "That's it. I'm leaving."