Smart Humor Quotes Novels & Stories

he sounded so level headed, so calm and collected- it turned me on for some reason. I thought I’d be offended. But all I could do was laugh, this drink is working. He looked at me with amusement, he probably thinks I’m crazy. “Well I guess we’re both fools for falling in love. Cheers to that” with that, I down the remainder of my drink. He chuckles, damn he sounds so good. “You’re funny, but I’d like to believe it’s only because your drunk right now” I gasped “I’m very offended! I’m the funniest woman you’d ever meet. My sense of humor is unmatched, sober or drunk; but recently, I just laugh at myself. It’s pitiful, almost comical you know?”

safe, content, happy. A wave of laughter erupted as Brian launched into another one of his jokes, his infectious humour washing away any lingering stress. For a blissful while, the world outside ceased to exist, replaced by the joy of my shared silliness. A forgotten warmth spread through me, the simple pleasure of laughing with Brian a rediscovered treasure, thanks to the movie.

She had an amused smile plastered on her face, like she was joking about adding too much sugar in my coffee. It took me a moment to recover before I finally replied, "Of course not. I don't even like bars. I was starting to get really scared if I had a doppelganger whom you might have seen instead." Why the fuck did I say that?? Now this weirdo would think I found her very expensive and not so funny prank, amusing. Melanie clapped her hands once, "See?! I think we both have the sense of humor. Oh my goodness, you Moonlight Pack folks are too serious to take a joke. " She commented and started to chuckle.

he replied with a sarcastic remark so good I laughed. "That's funny??" he asked me, smirking. "Nope, but it's funny seeing you giving jokes a try babe, it's still not your thing," I said to him sweetly not to hurt his ego but to be honest, it was honestly true, I did think he was a hottie with good jokes, just sometimes, you got to break their ego a little, it helped put them in their place.

The room went dead quiet when I said I would take the prize, but that quiet did not last. A second later, laughter thundered through the air. Lily Smith was the loudest, doubling over with tears streaming from her eyes. "How else could she be the top seller?" she cackled. "A woman like her has to have skin as thick as a rhino." I ignored her snide comments and kept my cool. "Just to be clear," I said, "since the company so generously 'rewarded' me with bathroom duty, that's all I'll be doing for the next three days. Everything else is off my plate."

Eric muttered after a few seconds, his voice piercing through the quiet like a knife, "if this is someone's idea of ambiance, I'd say they're trying way too hard." I couldn't help but smile, despite the anxiety in my stomach. "Are you seriously cracking jokes right now?" "Hey," he replied, flashing me a grin that didn't quite reach his eyes. "If we're going to die, I'd rather do it with a sense of humor. Plus, how do you laugh? "It is always worthwhile." The comments caught me off guard, causing a flutter of warmth in my chest as I rolled my eyes. "Smooth, Eric." "Smooth."

] "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?"

I let out a sarcastic smile, “have fun inhaling carbon dioxide there.” With that, they burst out laughing. “We really need to think ways to put some humor inside your brain!” Ave exclaimed, still laughing. I pursed my lips. “I don’t need that.” “As expected from you,” Rebel chuckled. I roll my eyes heavenwards. I don’t need some humor. A bitter smile placed against my lips. I only need someone who’ll save me from this hell. “How about this?” “Your showing too much skin.” “This one?” “Too short.”

she giggled at her own joke. Guila’s giggle rippled through the air, a moment of levity amidst the heavy atmosphere. Her joke, bizarre and unexpected, painted a vivid picture in my mind. I couldn’t help but smile at her words, the image she conjured absurdly amusing. It was as if, even in the darkest moments, she managed to find a glimmer of humor, a ray of light that pierced through the shadows.

The chill drenched into my bones, and I shivered. Zack stood at the entrance, his smile sardonic. He clapped his hands, and the maids got the message. They grabbed the snow off the ground and made snowballs. Then they hurled the snowballs at us. The snowballs exploded the moment they came in contact with our skin. The chill seeped in worse than ever. This was humiliating. It almost felt like I was a toy. I struggled and thrashed around. "Stop! They're Wendy's parents!"