Novel & Cerita Random Funny Things To Say

“Good. Now, tell me something fun about you.” I lift a brow. “Fun?” “Yes, fun. Not work, not lingering ghosts.” She leans in slightly. “Do you have any terrible habits? A weird talent? An embarrassing childhood story?” I smirk. “I can juggle.” Her eyes widen. “No way.” “Way.” “That is an objectively amazing skill.” She tilts her head. “Can you do it with knives?” I chuckle. “You sound way too excited about that.” “Can you, though?”

she laughed again. “That’s why people say that friends are worse than enemies,” I muttered, clearly humiliated and looking like a freaking Raggedy Ann. After she laughed for the next two minutes, Mara finally said, “I almost peed my pants laughing. By the way, who the hell would put paint in your shampoo bottle? That’s such a crazy prank on a blonde.” “I know,” I groaned, pulling a beanie over my hair. Even in the San Francisco heat, I’d sweat bullets rather than let someone see this mess.

"Shut the fuck up. You love my laugh." FYI it's not a donkey laugh. I like to think that I laugh like a normal person. "Yeah I fucking do."

I said lazy. Come on, isn't there a more sensible saying for times like this? "It's a joke, idiot!" she snapped. This is just funny. I burst out laughing, seeing Violet's face scrunched up in annoyance. Our senses of humor are so different, it's weird considering we've been good friends until now.

It was like we were two old friends, sharing a meal and some laughs together. Derek, being the jokester that he is, was regaling me with stories of his latest misadventures. He was telling me about the time he accidentally superglued his shoes to the floor during a presentation, and I was laughing so hard I was crying. "Oh my god, Derek, that's hilarious!" I exclaimed, wiping tears from my eyes. "How do you always manage to get yourself into these situations?" Derek grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "It's a gift, my friend," he said. "I'm like a magnet for chaos and destruction."

I couldn't hold myself, and I let my stupid mouth run. "I am giving up on you!" I replied. I watched his face pale and confusion etched on his face. "Did I do something?" He asked, unsure of what I had just said. "No. It's this thing that I do where I randomly blurt out lyrics. So when you said 'say something', it reminded me of that song by a great big world." I quickly add. His relaxes a little. "Ohh. My heart jumped a little when you said that to me." He said, chuckling a bit. I knew I shouldn't have done that, why did I have to ruin everything with my weird antics.

Life’s so unfair, man. “What does a spoon matter when we’re literally stuck in the middle of the woods with invisible monsters, shady, bad men and whatever else creeps around here? Can you please, for once, use your brain and kick some sense in the gear?” He whisper-hisses, so red in the face, he reminds me of a tomato. “You could join a casting for vegetable commercials looking like this,” I remark and laugh at the brilliant joke my brain just reacted. Shit, am I not the funniest guy out there? Look at me - sense of humor, looks, body and an impressive spoon collection, I have it all, damn it. No wonder my little vixen couldn’t deny me.

] "One of the things I like about him... He's a corny joker." ["Like what?"] I clap my hands once. "About teleporting mosquitos. Anyhow, he can make me laugh." ["He could have learned from me~ To make a woman laugh is to make them fall for that man."] "Like what?" ["Hmm, what do you call a mosquito inside the mosquito net?"] "What?"

He laughs but shuts up. “Ok, listen, while we are on the topic of quotes, I have some funny, sarcastic ones,” he says and opens his phone to read some. “Two wrongs, don’t make a right, take your parents as an example,” I laugh. I can use it on anyone who messes with my friends. “Tell me more,” I urge him. “Even people who are good for nothing can bring a smile to your face when pushed down the stairs,” I chuckle.

I shook my head and went to sit across Audrey. She was laughing at the quotes on the wall. “These are hilarious,” she said, reading one aloud: ‘I don’t need you to brag about me, I just don’t want you to deny me in front of people. – FART!’ Her laughter burst out, filling the café. I just stared, completely captivated. Every laugh, every sparkle in her eyes, it was contagious. “Here’s another one!” she giggled. ‘What a life! Eggs every single day… eggs, eggs, eggs… Do you know who said that?’ Her eyes gleamed mischievously.