Stand Up Comedy Teks Singkat

After eight years together, I've proposed to my boyfriend 108 times. Each time, he found a different excuse to turn me down. On the 109th try, I give up a promotion and transfer opportunity. Finally, he said yes. I think he's moved by my sincerity. But instead, he brings his first love into our marital home and falls into our bed with her. "I only proposed to her to spite you. If you just say the word, I'll dump her at the altar and marry you instead!" Staring at the scene before me, I take the tight engagement ring off my finger and toss it down the drain. I decide to call off the wedding before he can. But after I walk away, the man who swore he'd marry someone else went crazy searching for me everywhere.

Ever since my CEO husband returned from his business trip, he's been acting strange. His hugs are stiff, and his kisses are empty. Even when we're intimate, something just feels off. When I ask him why, he just smiles and says he's tired from work. But everything falls into place the moment I see his first love stepping out of his Maybach, her body covered in hickeys. That's when I finally give up. I don't argue or cry. I just smile… and tear up the 99th love coupon. Once, he wrote me a hundred love letters. On our wedding day, we made a promise—those letters would become 100 love coupons. As long as there were coupons left, I'd grant him anything he asked. Over the four years of our marriage, every time he left me for his first love, he'd cash in one. But what he doesn't know is that there are only two left.

I was not expecting to pick the wrong man to marry even after I had a chance to redo my life. In my previous life, I chose to marry James Howard, my then fiance. But he cheated on me with Verde Sala, a fake heiress, for three years. They even had a child together. For her sake, he broke my legs so that I would hand over my role as the principal dancer to her. This time, I chose to marry Elwood Howard, James’s uncle. I thought that this meant that I had escaped my fate and could fulfill my dreams, but on the day the principal dancer was supposed to be picked, I got into an accident again. After learning about this, Elwood sent Verde to jail, even if it meant offending all of the powerful people in the city. I was touched and thought that I had made the right choice in this life. That lasted for five years until I heard Elwood’s conversation with our son. “Dad, Verde said that you only married Mom so that you could provide a letter of forgiveness as the victim’s family. “Since Verde is out, could you divorce Mom? I want Verde to be my mother.” Upon hearing that, Elwood remembered my trust in him and shook his head. “No. I’ve betrayed your mother by destroying the evidence and giving Verde a new identity to avoid being indicted, so I’m going to make it up to her for the rest of her life. “She will always be my wife. Don’t ever say such things to your mother and make her sad.” The pain from before could not compare to the pain in my heart at that moment. Our marriage was just a scheme to protect Verde? Elwood only loved Verde? And my son was the same? If that was the case, I did not want Elwood anymore. Nor my son.

My husband finally thinks about me three years after my death. The reason? His childhood sweetheart's leukemia has relapsed, and she needs another bone marrow transplant. He comes to my place, wanting to make me sign a donor agreement. However, he finds that the place has long been vacated. He asks a neighbor about it. "Are you talking about Kristen? She's long dead! I heard it was because someone dragged her away for a bone marrow donation when she was already sick. She died a few days after returning home." My husband refuses to believe that. He thinks my neighbor and I have conspired to lie to him. He says impatiently, "If you see her, tell her I won't pay the medical bills for that child she's been raising if she doesn't come to see me in three days." My neighbor shakes her head when she sees how stubborn my husband is. She mutters, "The poor child has already starved to death, though…"

They say dreams are the most wonderful escape from reality. That it only gives peace and gaiety. A place where you can be yourself and do whatever you want. But, what if the dream, which is supposed to hide you away from misery, becomes a nightmare that will haunt you in reality?

On the day I won the national esports championship, my girlfriend of eight years told me she wanted to go on stage and personally present me with flowers. Standing on the podium, my heart was racing. I reached into my pocket to pull out the ring I'd hidden there, ready to propose to her in front of the entire nation. But what happened next shocked me. She giggled and, instead of handing me the bouquet, she gave it to her male best friend. Under the bright lights, they became the center of attention. The crowd cheered, and their congratulatory messages flooded the trending topics. Even his fans tagged me in posts, mocking, [I told you not to get in the way of our couple, now look at you.] I simply posted on Twitter, [Respect and blessings. Please be locked together forever.]

เมื่อแฟนหนุ่มที่คบกันมานาน หนีไปแต่งงานกับผู้หญิงที่คบซ้อน เพราะความเมาเมริสาจึงอยากมี One night stand กับใครสักคน “จูบฉันสิคะ คุณจะได้รู้ว่าฉันไม่ใช่ภูเขาน้ำแข็ง ฉันก็มีหัวใจ” พูดจบร่างบางก็เขย่งปลายเท้าขึ้น พยายามประกบริมฝีปากลงบนปากหนา เกื้อเบี่ยงหลบพร้อมกับดันเธอออกห่าง เมื่อเริ่มคุมตัวเองไม่อยู่เช่นกัน เขาก็แค่ผู้ชายคนหนึ่งที่มีเลือดเนื้อ สาวสวยมาอ่อยตรงหน้ามีหรือที่เขาจะไม่มีอารมณ์ “จูบสิคะจูบฉัน” ปากบางเผยออย่างรอคอย เธอก็อยากรู้เหมือนกันว่าจูบมันเป็นยังไง ยิ่งเป็นจูบที่ได้จากคนแปลกหน้ายิ่งทำให้เธอรู้สึกดี เพราะตอนนี้เมริสาอยากประชด เมื่อคนทั้งโลกรวมหัวกันรังแกเธอ “อย่าเม คุณไม่อยากทำแบบนี้หรอก” เกื้อเตือนสติแต่เหมือนว่าคนเมาจะไม่ยอมรับฟังอะไร ร่างบางดันเขาไปจนติดบาร์เครื่องดื่ม เขย่งปลายเท้าขึ้น เมื่อต้องการจูบกับเขา เกื้อมองริมฝีปากอิ่มตรงหน้า ก่อนจะกระแทกริมฝีปากลงมาอย่างแรง เมื่อเธออยากรู้เขาก็จะสอนให้ แต่จูบที่เธอจะได้รับมันจะไม่อ่อนหวาน แบบที่เขาเคยมอบให้คนอื่น เธอจะได้หลาบจำ วันหลังจะได้ไม่ไปร้องขอให้ใครมาจูบแบบนี้อีก

"หึ อย่างนายฉันไม่เสียเวลาครางหรอก ครางไปก็ไม่เสียว เพราะของนายมันเท่านิ้วก้อยฉันเอง"

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