Stupid Humor Novels & Stories

but suddenly it crashed out of my mouth, “Fuck man! fuck this shit!” The guy paused and his face became redder. “Did you just say fuck man?” Seeing the veins popping out of his forehead and neck, I lost my cool and involuntarily bursted into rounds of derisive laughter. “Stop laughing!! you moron” The guy bellowed angrily. “I’m not moron, I'm stiles” Fuck! fuck! stop replying, I said mentally and covered my mouth with my fingers so that words wouldn't crash out of my mouth again. It was as if anytime I think of something negative, it crashes out of my mouth.

He shook his head, putting a hand over his bike like it was the Oscar award. I blew a breath. "It will save us time and energy resources. Use your brains for a change." "I do use my brains, you should too. Oh wait! You don't have any!" He exclaimed in mock horror. "Of course not! That's precisely why Mrs. Finn assigned me tutor you. Oh the irony!" "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit." "It is the only answer to stupidity." "Haha, you aren't afraid of motorbikes?" He asked, changing the subject.

Stupid! On the flip side, without bothering to get up from her bed, Agatha tiredly greeted the other party. "Good morning." "What's the difference between stupidest and most stupid?" She grumbled.

“Holy sh*t! This is the first time I have ever met someone this funny! Are you a moron?” “Did this guy watch too many TV dramas? Does he really think that he can get money out just by putting a sticker and pretending to be rich? Does he even have a brain?” The crowd broke into peals of laughter. They had seen people who tried to boast, but they had never met anyone who showed off the way Harvey did. Anyone who dared to walk around with a card that had an Amex Black Card sticker on it must be either a dumbass, or a moron. This was priceless!

If retail therapy wasn’t on the table, I’d take verbal annihilation any day. You see, I’ve mastered the art of throwing bullies off their game. Random jokes, historical references, lines from Shakespeare or sitcoms – whatever makes them pause long enough to question if they’re being insulted. And when the fog of confusion lifts, reality hits. They start to question themselves whether they are stupid. And as we all know they are, it's a lovely moment for self-reflection. I slowly pointed to Tom. “Ah. So you must be Dumb...” Then I pointed to his acne-splotched sidekick. “...and Dumber then.”

Leaning on the wall in his office, he looked out at the busy city below. I’m Ethan… I’m likely the most stupid man of all time. It became a painful saying that stayed in his thoughts and wouldn’t go away. Why? Because I married a person I didn’t love and knew she was a stupid woman.

The self-doubt gnawed at him, amplifying his sense of foolishness. As he finally pulled up outside Vivian's house, he sighed deeply, his gaze fixed on the front door. He felt a mix of nervousness and apprehension, unsure of what the upcoming conversation would bring. "Stupid," he muttered again, his voice tinged with frustration. He realized that he needed to face the consequences of his actions, whatever they might be, and try to make things right.

The very notion repeats itself in my mind ad nauseam. “You got a fucking problem mate?” the loathsome creature snaps, the malicious odour around him intensifying as his mind runs through all the contemptible yet hilarious ways he would love to put me in my place. It amuses me how the most sadistic of humans are also the most stupid. Their inability to feel humility or empathy gives them a warped sense of self; a grandiose reflection that impedes them from seeing the dangers they willingly put themselves in. Dangers I feel no compulsion to warn them about.