Regular Show Funny Novels & Stories

I ask one of the bodyguards, he gives no reply, not that I was expecting one anyway but it didn't stop me from trying. "Doing anything fun in the weekend?" I ask again, still no response, I sigh in resignation and plop down on the leather sofa and turn on the TV. I aimlessly flick through the channels and stop when I get to 'You've Been Framed.' I find the show absolutely hilarious but some part of me feels it's wrong to laugh at people humiliate and injure themselves on TV, but in the end they get money for it, so I guess they don't really care.

It's pathetic! He dropped that bomb and strutted off before I could fire back. I could hardly believe my ears that such boneheaded words came from the man I have loved for years. His so-called 'cozy winter promos' were just a table with free cups of cheap black coffee and some giveaway gloves out front. The coffee often went cold, untouched, and those gloves ended up in the street bin. However, Seth, of course, thought they were pure gold. Somehow, I was the one cashing in on Lily's ideas!

I kindly grabbed the phone from the corner to bring it nearer to the two of them, giving the live audience a close-up view of the drama. Confused, the viewers flooded the comments. "What's going on? I thought the livestream was supposed to be exposing the unknown true nature of Violet?" "Why are they arguing? I thought we're here to see Violet jump off the building?" I waved at the camera and said with a smile, "My apologies, but I'm in a pretty good mood right now. I don't plan on jumping off any buildings for now." The viewers went silent. In the meantime, Benjamin and Jerome's fight had gone from verbal to physical.

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.

And everything was going perfect, the Sexy-Devil went on his lunch with Arjun while I shared my lunch with Monica with Shiva making few sudden appearances with his silly jokes that made us all laugh. "So what do you think comes after sixty-nine?" Shiva asked on one of his visit to my desk. "Shiva, just leave the poor girl alone. I think now she knows how weird your sense of humour is!" Monica said, hitting him with a balled up napkin. "Maybe, mouthwash." I replied, laughingly.

Jason because of him. Evan and I engage in conversations that interest both of us after we finish talking about Amber. I spend the whole time laughing as Evan, and I reminisce about some comedy series we both like. By the time we decide to walk back to our table, my stomach hurts badly from laughing. I even thought I was done laughing until before Evan walked away from me. He reminds me of another funny scene from modern family. Unable to hold my laughter, I burst out giggling in front of everyone. I quickly stop once everyone around us starts looking at me weirdly.

" She said shrugging her shoulders as I pushed her on the chair and went ahead to grab a drink for the both of us. Then seated down , with drinks in our hands, we started watching the show. I had put on a very funny show, Aliens in the attic as it was funny to see a bunch of aliens fight a bunch of kids and the fight scenes were to die for as well. I guess I did something good as Leah was laughing as well unable to stop herself from giggling. Thankfully I was able to make her stop thinking about her awful fiance for a while even though it wouldn't last.

Bradley Fry, my CEO husband, loves bringing his friends home for meals the most. He claims that this makes them feel like an actual family. As they drink in the feast I've whipped up for everyone, one of Bradley's friends comments smilingly, "I knew that you were a virtuous one, Emily! Now this is how the legitimate wife should act!" My expression doesn't falter as I ask in a half-joking manner, "Oh? Does Bradley have a spoiled and pampered mistress by his side, then?" His friends are stunned by my question. A trace of panic crosses their eyes simultaneously. But Bradley just wraps an arm around my shoulders with a smile. "Don't listen to their nonsense, Emily. Who else is worthy as my

"I knew right then she wasn't cut out for the big leagues." That was a recital when I was eight years old. It was my first time facing such a large audience, and I did get stage fright. But Rhys was the first one to rush onto the stage to comfort me back then. He told me, "Maeve, you played wonderfully. Those people just don't understand music." Now he was using it to humiliate me. Laughter echoed through the room, and my cheeks burned. He was mocking me in public, turning my past humiliation into a punchline.

, Another girl said and everyone laughed. We went on talking and laughing about random stuff while waiting for the other girls to complete their performance. “Tara! Tara! I have exciting news for you. Today is your lucky day!” Julie, the manager of the club, hurried towards me. She was not always that excited so hearing and seeing her excitement, I knew it was good news. I threw on my t-shirt and turned to face her. “What news do you have for me?” I asked eagerly. “Logan Carter is here. He said he watched your performance. He wants to meet you”, she replied.