Quirky Humour Novels & Stories

He’d slipped on dark glasses and gone quiet. “Why do men have to have such huge vehicles? I think it must be a sexual thing. ‘Look at me. Mine’s bigger and better than yours.’” She heard a choking noise. “Are you all right?” He howled in laughter. “Do you always say exactly what’s on your mind?” “It’s a bad habit of mine.” Rand chuckled again. “Thanks for the laughs. I tend to be the opposite. My family says I’m too serious.” “I’ll be happy to cheer you up anytime you need it. Just call. If I’m at work, I’ll leave a recording of jokes.”

"We're hoping you'll find it funny and entertaining. Nerius squawked in encouragement, causing me to smile. “Um, what did the Griffon say when he walked into the bar?” I asked. “What?” Szan asked. “Ouch.” Only the Fiery Lynxes found that funny. Yeah this was going to be pretty rough. One after another we went up and told our funniest jokes and yet there was nothing. Not a chitter, a chuckle or even a snort from the Griffons. We were becoming hopeless.

He put forth, tone defiant. Her head jerked back in disbelief. She was definitely wrong in thinking he could not handle a joke, rather, he was very witty to know how to make it bounce back with a more sophisticated dark humor. "This is a joke, right?" She quickly clarified because no one knew what could be going on in his head and considering his hatred towards her, she shouldn't be too relaxed with that joke of his.

he said simply, a mischievous crinkle to his eyes. “Yeah I’m just not seeing the difference,” I quipped back, crunching an M&M dramatically in imitation. The chuckle he let out had my heart soaring. I want to see that, hear that, all the time. I need more of that. The dark, sly, sarcastic, unsure guy letting go and laughing like this… I mean, I made him laugh like this - me. Oh god I’m in trouble.

It didn't necessarily have to be based on height, beards and body stature, but as long as one improved in knowledge and had the better understanding of what the world considered for him, then he was good to go. "As arrogant as his father!" he sneered at me, dropping his hands by his side and then clenching them into fists, glaring at me with an angered face. "Oh please! Don't bring the dead weak man into this" I said. "So you did know he was weak!" He asked hysterically, laughing as the room was quiet. I guess his joke was more boring than the word itself. I wish his humour was humorous enough, but they lacked the contents which made it really less of what he wanted it to be.

Take that, you mummy jerk! Reuben suddenly started chuckling out of the blue and both me and Lord Gilbert looked at him weird. Before long, he was slapping his hands up and down in the air almost involuntarily and could barely breath for laughter. The temperature around the room rose up a couple of degrees as he went about his mad titters and all we could do was watch him in tongue-tied silence. Now, I have to say, this guy found humour even if he was hanging by a thread amidst a life and death situation. I didn't even know what he was laughing at, and from the looks of it, even Lord Gilbert didn't get head or tails of the situation. It’s just that Reuben seemed to have turned back into the

I narrated with a croaky voice that definitely made me sound like a homicidal maniac. Billy's eyes opened wide as he stared at me catatonically. "Please stop!" He pleaded in fear. I laughed hard as I knew that I'd gotten him good. He sneered at me contemptuously as I mocked his discomfort. "It's not funny..." He protested. "Actually it is... Maybe you're just too nerdy, that's why your brain can't process dark humor." I shot at him. Proud of myself for successfully terrorizing him, I turned the chair around and leaned back while I watched him.

He was confused and clueless. " Why are you laughing? What's so funny in these jars ". Yeah! Clueless he was about the product in the parcel. On the other hand, Juhee was finding it hard to stop laughing, it was just so funny thya someone would send them something like this. " Hey! Hey! Please stop laughing and tell me what you found so funny to laugh your ass off ", He was annoyed by her random laugh. Juhee sneakily glanced at her pants, just beloved his abdomen.

Noah flinched, “Well, let’s look at the bright side… at least he didn’t vaporize himself.” Blackie snorted, “…he can’t vaporize himself any more than you can soothe yourself.” “Oh. Well… at least he didn’t vaporize the water he’d already drunk?” “Yeah, good thing that one finely steamed stomach wasn’t on the menu…” “…Blackie …I realize that black humor fits in well with your name… and personality… but there is such a thing as being too black!” QAQ (≖_≖) “Is that a veiled insult where you tell me that I shouldn’t be myself, Black?”

He sat at the edge of his wooden desk while crossing his huge hands on his broad chest while giving me a fleeting withering look. “So you think this is funny ?” He asked looking at the glass pieces of the dead mug scattered across the tiled floor . “It was an acc-” I muttered but he cut me short waving his hand. “I think you did it intentionally ,to piss me off” He twisted his face again. I huffed tired of him twisting his face,if he loved doing that , ugly wrinkles will suddenly fill his beutiful face. “So this is what we will do , you'll go back to the tea cafeteria and get me another cup of tea ,and that said ,make it quick”