Sans Jokes Novels & Stories

he jokes and his friends howl with laughter. "Har har. You’re sooo funny.” Mavy rolls her eyes and folds her arms across her chest. "Sike. That wasn’t nice Shane.” “It’s fine Mavy, I know he’s just kidding,” I tell her trying to defuse the situation. “Why are you such an asshole, Shane?” Nikki says as she gives Shane a death glare.

Forgot to tell you sooner. He had sent me messages almost three hours ago. I smile and reply. Me: That’s Ok! Sorry I didn't answer you sooner. I didn’t feel like attending, so I skipped. As we reach home, I behold myself to receive some lame one-liner about skipping classes. Some of his jokes are funny, but sometimes these are so stupid it makes me chuckle, wondering why does he even bother? “Did you know that a waffle on a California beach is called a Sandy Eggo?” He had tried this joke last evening.

“Leonard, my guy, you talk sense… when you are drunk.” “Correction, my brother,” Jakes chimed in, his voice heavy but cheerful. “Leonard talks nonsense when he is sober, and sense when he is drunk.” He leaned back, laughing at his own joke, nearly tipping his chair over. Vivian gasped, tugging Adrian’s arm. “Did you hear him? Jakes! You almost fell!” “Almost doesn’t count,” Jakes replied, wagging his finger and chuckling. “Close is not enough.”

Unconsciously, I clenched my fists tightly, making the tips of my nails hurt my palms. However, when our noses touched, Samuel suddenly moved his face away and then snorted as if holding back laughter. "Hey, I was just joking," he said. I breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he said that. Samuel's jokes had always been over the top, but this one had gone too far — I thought. "Hahh... I told you, stop joking around like that," I protested, "It's not funny at all, you know." A second later, Samuel smiled awkwardly. "I'm sorry. I just find it fun to annoy you, Jeanne," he said, chuckling softly.

This is the most goals joke as long as I've heard. "You're kidding, right? I swear! That's funny. Wow! If you join to stand up comedy, I make sure you can be the winner." "Na," said Mommy quietly. Chiko still showing his smile. "I'm serious and this is not a joke. You can tell the difference too, right?" Shit!

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"Hugo, did you hear that? She told me to think about the consequences. Oh, I'm so scared." Only when she'd had her fill of laughing did she turn back to face me. "Jillian, what makes a swindling fake socialite like you think you can act so high and mighty in front of me?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm doing the world a favor by making sure you don't go out and prey on other men." I had completely lost my patience.

He was glowing with pride, while Vanessa sat right next to him, looking every bit like the star of the night. I was seated near the serving entrance and was basically invisible. After several rounds of drinks, the atmosphere in the room turned vulgar. A few male colleagues who loved telling dirty jokes started running their mouths again under the influence of alcohol. "Vanessa's got serious charm. She even managed to crack a tough nut like Gilla Group!" "Exactly. The kind of allure Vanessa has? That's nothing some bookish little girl can compete with. If you ask me, talking business in the conference room is nowhere near as effective as talking at the dinner table, right, Vanessa?"

The employee was on edge, but Seth cut him off with a sharp tone before he could finish. "What are you talking about? Over a hundred cancellations?" He stepped forward and grabbed the employee by the collar. "Is there some mistake? These customers paid deposits. Why would they all cancel at once?" Lily pushed her way in, fixing a hard gaze on the employee. "There's got to be a mistake. Check it again! "Is this some kind of sick joke? Someone pretending to be a customer just to mess with us?"

The irony of our unique bond was not lost on me, and I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. "What are you laughing at?" James asked while we took a break. "Oh, nothing," I said innocently. James pointed at my face. "Lucas, do you see that face?" "Yeah." Lucas stared at me. "Is there something you want to tell us, Shana? Something funny?" "I just like your pants is all," I waved dismissively to the tight shorts James was wearing. "Very... form-fitting." "Are you objectifying me?" James asked, mocking offense by putting a hand to his chest.