Short Humor Stories Novels & Stories

He's trying to one with the woman but before he could make it his father said another word just to purposely interrupt his son. “What did one shark say to the other while eating a clownfish?” asked the old mister Lopez. He was so serious and everyone fall into silence. Before they ask, he already said the next word he was about to say earlier since they are like loading like a slow internet connection 'cause they didn't get what we meant. “This tastes funny,” continue by the old mister Lopez and then after that he burst out in laughter as if that was the funniest joke a someone who could ever heard.

A message bubble lit up under his name, cheerful and oblivious. Just another one of his dry, stupid jokes—something about his dinner being so terrible he was convinced the restaurant was trying to assassinate him with undercooked chicken. He'd probably attached one of those ridiculous GIFs he was always finding, something animated and silly that was meant to make me laugh.

"What do you call a one legged hippo?" "What?" "A HOP-po! Get it? A HOP-po? Ha-ha!" I laughed at my very funny joke. I don't get why Nathalie didn't laugh, I mean, it was pretty hilarious. So, It's been a week that I didn't go to school due to my situation, and now I'm ready to face the same boring class with the same boring teachers. "You've been gone for a week and now you've come back with a punchline? Unbelievable." Rhea slammed the tray filled of food on our table.

The hosts were setting the mood, and slowly they got involved in the fun. "Hahaha!! Have you heard it?" Tanvi said while trying to control her laughter. "The restaurant joke was hilarious." Riaan gave a Colgate ad smile while his eyes were gleaming. "Ah!!! This flames joke." They held their cheeks while laughing. After a while, "Hum do Hamara Ek policy!!" Riaan held his stomach while giggling hard. Tanvi is rolling off while chuckling hard. "Omg!! The jet airways joke... I can't control it anymore." Tanvi and Riaan both burst out snickering.

At some point, I had to let them go so he could hear them, yes; the tension of laughter has been building in me ever since I asked him if, he was going to throw me to the sharks. "Hahaha! Why are you laughing? You must be dreaming, you funny fellow! There are no sharks in that tiny spring. Hey, come on, stop dreaming of the impossible!" His sense of humour caused more laughter among us. "Okay then, fine! I agree with you on that, there are no sharks, I accepted. Now, what about alligators? Are there no alligators in that spring? Are you going to deny that also?" "No, I won't deny that which is why I'm going to feed you to them. I think you will make a good meal for them, what do you think ab

Together, they formed a dynamic duo, effortlessly bringing smiles to our faces. Elliot, with his quick wit and mischievous grin, joined in the merriment, contributing his fair share of jokes and hilarious anecdotes. His infectious laughter was contagious, spreading joy throughout our gathering. We exchanged quips and jests, the playful banter building a sense of camaraderie that transcended mere acquaintanceship. As we shared our stories and laughed until our sides ached, time seemed to lose its grip on us. The world around us faded into the background, and the park became a stage for our collective happiness. Each moment was etched in my memory, like a mosaic of laughter and shared experien

My smile widened as I mindlessly took off my jacket setting it down on the leather seat. I clung to Dalton chatting with him as Enzo thought it was the time for the like of the day as he called it. It was one of those stupid habits that we had going on as kids and it kinda stuck with us and Enzo was the one with the shittiest and corniest jokes. I braced myself to hear one of his dad jokes, Dalton was holding in his laugh at the eager look on his brother's face already. "What do you call a joke without a punchline?"

"I'm just hungry, ok?" He smirked, and signalled that his lips were sealed. The man was something else. Somewhere along the line, we started cracking silly jokes about the wolf communities. Raul made me swear not to tell anyone these jokes because some people couldn't supposedly stand a joke. Just like that, two hours flew through the window. I belched as I rubbed my stomach. A soft chuckle caught my ears and I turned to see a child of about twelve laughing behind the counter with his mom trying to quieten him. It made me smile too.

he asked, his eyes sparkling as he grinned at me. I nodded and sat up to listen to him, wanting to hear anything that would distract me from the pain I had been feeling in my heart since my father passed. "Okay. I've got a joke to make you feel better," he said, his voice light and playful as he got ready. "Okay, I could use a laugh. Go ahead,” I said, raising an eyebrow, intrigued. Anthony cleared his throat as he said. "Why did the scarecrow win an award?" . "I don't know, why?"

He quickly wiped it away. "Wah! I think I got too emotional. Should I tell a joke? Would you like it? Okay, here I go. Why did Cinderella get kicked out of the basket ball team?" A small silence followed. And then, "BECAUSE SHE RAN AWAY FROM YHE BALL!! HA HA HA!!" Jake laughed maniaclly, followed by me. If Islette Hargreve would be here somewhere, I'm sure she would be the most delighted. But unlike me, they weren't all so lucky.