Slapstick Humor Examples Novels & Stories

When he laughed, my blood boils in great annoyance. I knew it. This guy is just making fun of me! And he thought I'm easy to gullible with? He's proud of what he did, isn't he? I quickly approached him and slapped him with both my hands. This stupid idiot never fails to annoy me, big time! "Hey! Hey!" He restrained me and shielded his hand from every blow I give him. And he was able to laugh in this situation after making fun of me? “Hey, hey, your face!" I shouted annoyingly at him. I hit him once more but he was able to grab my hands that easily.

My eyes widened, and I immediately pulled it out of her mouth, but the mistake I did was slapping her on the cheek. She held her cheek I had slapped, her face laced with hurt as she stared at me, about to cry. Just as she opened her mouth to cry, the whole smoke she had taken in went straight into my face, choking me, and I began coughing. She watched as I fanned away the smoke from my face and hers, but she then burst into laughter, laughing at me after what she did. Just as the smoke dissipated from the air and I stopped waving my hands, the lady who was laughing suddenly began crying, holding her cheeks. She was crying the cry she wanted to cry earlier before she began laughing.

Nora thought * Maya's laughter was infectious, a contagious joy that filled the air as she struggled to comprehend the absurdity of the situation. "I mean...is she dumb?" Maya asked, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes shining with mirth. "Did she think she could take on you and come out unscathed?" Hazel's grin was a wicked delight, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "And I'm sure she'll never recover from the slap I gave her," Hazel said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "I mean, it was a masterpiece. I've never seen anyone's face turn that shade of red before." Maya's laughter grew louder, her body shaking with uncontrollable mirth.

"What else would it be?" That simple answer landed like a punch. She swayed. Then stumbled forward a step. It looked like she wanted to grab his sleeve and demand an explanation. Or maybe slap him. In the end, she did neither. She just stood there and laughed. A broken, miserable sound. "You've been waiting for this day the whole time. Back at that nightclub, when she slapped you... that's when you started noticing her, wasn't it?" My fingers tightened. I expected Matt to deny it.

He calms himself down and looked at me. " I know but we are all addicted to that cartoon in previous years. Well, at least you tried." He said and sat beside me. He looked at me and started to laugh. "B-but... B-but. " He stuttering and could not finish his sentence. "But, what?" I asked, he is still laughing and could not stop himself. I just let him do what he wants and I played a Tom and Jerry. When he finally stopped from laughing at me, he slapped my shoulder. It was so fucking painful, why does he needs to hit me? Well, great, I could not hit him.

- I slap my tongue. - Girlfriend, I'm sorry to talk like this, but you are too slow. If I were you, I would have given it to this man in every room of the house and in every possible position. I would even think about the possibility of giving him my ass. - Barbara speaks up, causing our laughter to echo through the place and even she can't stand what she just said. - I don't know how I can still be friends with you. - I put my hand on my stomach, recovering from my laughing fit.

My fist clenched and I took a swing at him but only ended up bruising my knuckles as they ended up on the wall beside his head. Sen threw the ugly head back and barked out the most hysterical laughter I’ve ever heard. “He…he…said…you shouldn’t abuse…sex pills… hahahahahaha!” Sen wheezed while holding his stomach. “Ha-fucking-ha very funny!” I seethed, grabbing my jacket and shrugging into it.

ODETTE “Can you believe that?” Her mouth dropped in shock as her eyes turned angry. “No! That ass…” She slapped her palm over her mouth, turning her eyes to me as we burst into laughter for no apparent reason. Rolling on the grass, I shook with laughter, going exceptionally hard for something that wasn’t even a joke because my body just needed that extra shot of joy.

] "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?"

It was difficult for him to get the words out through his laughter. It was impossible to resist giggling along with him now. His laughter was infectious. “He fell like a bag of straw.” Egan laughed, throwing his head back, and she joined him, and they were soon laughing like it was the funniest thing in the world. Her sides hurt, and she had to straighten up and breathe, because her baby was protesting in her belly. “We are laughing over dead men.” She said finally, looking around sadly. “Three dead and a straw man,” Egan said, and began laughing afresh.