Teenage Humor Quotes Novels & Stories

he gave me an appraising once-over, “have the decorum of a teenager.” “Maybe that's because I am one. What- should I start wearing body bags and a toe tag? No wonder that's how everyone you meet ends up. They'd rather die than have to deal with you.” “Your insults are pitiable at best, but mostly just pathetic. And I just love those little toe tag things,” he mused. “They're like ribbons on a present.” I blanched. “That's disgusting.” “You're a pulsing slab of meat. You call that pleasant?”

, Said my father with a sarcastic laugh. I knew the reason behind my dad’s sarcastic laugh. Obviously, he had to laugh because, I had failed once when I was in my 6th standard but I’ll have to ignore my dad's sarcastic laugh as always. They say ... “A positive life requires a positive mentality” And I’ll stick to this quote for the rest of my life.

“You’re like a sister to me. So, fuck it. Any other girl? Hell no.” I couldn’t help but laugh, the absurdity hitting me full force. “You know what? You’re hilarious, Nelly. I remember when you were still so dry, making those lame jokes about ‘six seven’ and cracking up when no one else found it funny. Good old days.” “Huh? My jokes were actually funny, girl.” She poked my side playfully, feigning offense. “Your humor—and everyone else’s—was definitely broken.” “Yeah, sure,” I dragged out, giggling. “Six-seven,” I teased again, mimicking her old deadpan delivery.

About fifteen minutes into the drive, I asked, “Why so slow?” “Oh, I’m sorry. Do you feel the need, the need for… going faster?” I laughed so loudly I almost snorted and had to put both of my hands over my nose since even a baby like me recognizes the famous movie quote he almost said. “You’re a funny guy in an unassuming way.” He turned a slight shade of pink. “Yeah, well, in our line of work you have to find some way to be a little bit of a comedian, or you’ll end up in the loony bin.”

Hazel mumble Along the line of . "He thinks he is soo funny watch when I get an A in his class again" ... I couldn't let my new best friend be humiliated like That. Heck I wouldn't let myself or anyone is humiliated like That ... Except for a few occasions I thought to myself but still, I did what I had to do. "Hahaha very funny old man, you should be ashamed of your self for picking on your own students" Just then ever one stops laughing and a deadly silence followed. I gulped inaudibly, Wondering what I had gotten my self into.

Someone shouted directly at me, voice dripping with mockery, “Hey, Harper! How’s that loose, smelly pussy feeling today? Still wide enough to drive a truck through?” Laughter exploded everywhere—loud, vicious, echoing off the lockers. A group of cheerleaders pointed and cackled, one of them dramatically plugging her nose as if she could smell me from across the hall. Guys high-fived each other, repeating the insults louder and adding their own disgusting twists: “Fish market Harper!” “Loose lips sink ships—and pussies!” “Virgin my ass, she’s probably been gangbanged by the whole senior class!”

status to flirt with female colleagues from other departments. I tolerated it, telling myself he was just networking. But now, just to impress Miguel and get ahead, he couldn't wait to trample all over me. I let out a short, humorless laugh. "Todd Westman, what right do you have to lecture me?" His eyes darted around for a second before he raised his voice even louder. "I'm just saying this as a colleague who knows right from wrong! You should know what's good for you, Macy!" Looking at his hypocritical, revolting expression, I couldn't even be bothered to argue. I picked up the iced coffee on my desk and, without hesitation, splashed it straight in his face.

The first and the last time we had clubbed had been on the night of our graduation from high school. The talking guy, seeing that none of his talks were getting to either I or Lucy, proposed a better drink to what we were taking. According to him, we were taking just water, a stupid humour that I wouldn't even call humour, because what I had been drinking was nowhere the cooling taste of water, and the joke wasn’t even damn funny.

"Then stop saying weird and nonsense things." "Weird and nonsense? Yeah, right. If honesty also means weird and nonsense, then yes, I am saying weird and nonsense things." Caesar did not reply and started reading again, so I continued talking. "You don't have to be shy about it, okay? We are not kids anymore. We are sixteen already. We are teens, and it's normal to have our own crushes. There's nothing weird about it. If we would talk about weirdness, then what you did—running away suddenly—that thing is what weird is." "Stop making things up."

He chuckled and said, "Well, David, you see, Andrei was in such a rush to get here that he almost beat the hospital's Wi-Fi signal. He's setting new records for speed." ‌ David couldn't help but laugh at Lucas's jest, and the tension in the room dissipated like a passing storm cloud. Andrei, despite his initial annoyance, couldn't help but crack a smile at Lucas's absurd humor. ‌ Andrei responded with a playful tone, "You know, Lucas, they say humor is the best stress-reliever. Your jokes are like a comedic balm for the soul." ‌ Lucas's grin widened. "Well, if that's the case, I'll keep the jokes flowing. A good laugh is always a welcome relief."