Romans & histoires The Funniest Joke In The World

“Yeah, but – you all like the snow, don’t you?” He laughed. Actually laughed, that like was the funniest joke he’d heard in his entire twenty-two years of life. “No,” he wheezed, shaking his head. “Who in all of damned Erandos would want to live in the ass end of nowhere?” I shrugged. “You, apparently.”

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.

Alpha Colin said in a single breath. I let out a sharp laugh that died instantly, my face contorting into a mask of disbelief as I searched for a punchline that never came. My head tilted in a slow, rhythmic shake, my eyes darting around the room as if the physical world might glitch and reveal the trick. I stood frozen, one hand suspended in mid-air, my brain struggling to bridge the gap between reality and the impossible nonsense I had just heard. “Alpha Colin, that joke isn't very funny. What is the real matter?”

An old man with a long beard said and handed me an apple too. “They’re a coward as ever!!” The other men replied and they laughed crazily while drinking their cup of beer. They keep laughing and some of them tell some jokes too so their laughter doesn’t end. I couldn’t help myself but laugh alongside them while hearing the joke they said. “What do you think the baby cow said when he got lost?” Jean asked. One of the men. “What?” We answered in unison. “Maa!!” He said like a cow and even acted like one too made everyone start laughing crazily. I almost fell on my seat laughing but thankfully I balanced myself properly.

We were walking in absolute silence, until Joan cracked a joke. “Why did the chicken cross the mountain? To get to the other side!” she declared, but we all just stared at her in confusion. Donatello’s laughter pierced through the harsh silent judgement she was receiving. It made everyone smile. Everyone except Arthur and I that is. It was pretty funny how everyone just stared at her in disgust of her joke, but I couldn’t help but not smile. I just didn’t want to be happy.

He said it in a childish tone. "Oh really, but I though your name was Caleb." Jazz replied playing along. "Oh no, I am not Caleb. He disturbs people who want to be left alone but ME, I am Mr. Laughter people enjoy my company." "Oh really?" "Yes." He said it continuing the same innocent tone in his voice. "Shall I tell you a joke?" "Please go on." "Once there was an old man who died at a very young age hahaha..." He ended his short joke with his own laughter

As I was about to say something, Miranda's gentle voice came from behind, saying, "You two lovebirds should stop being so sweet. Come eat." The food was simple cafeteria fare—plain bread and two dishes. Yet, even that made my children's eyes glow with hunger. They devoured it like they were starving. I had just calmed them down, telling them to eat slower, when I heard a sneer. Miranda's eldest daughter, Caroline Shaw, muttered in Drakovian, "Eating like pigs. So disgusting." I looked at her. She thought I did not understand her and gave an even bigger smile as she said, "So filthy, so smelly, so gross."

Definitely. "Nope!" the man replied, cheerful and oblivious. "So, two olives were walking down the street. One fell behind. The other turned and said... 'Olive you!'" A beat of silence. Then came that laugh, loud, unfiltered, like he was the funniest man alive. I gritted my teeth. That laugh again. Like nails on glass. How can someone sound so punchable through a screen? Dante didn’t even respond this time. Just silence on his end. I imagined him pinching the bridge of his nose. Honestly, I was about to do the same. Then he let out a slow breath. "You’ve been banned from joke privileges."

I love it when Jorge smiles at me. We were laughing about my latest pay in Cards Against Humanity. The black card asked us to complete the sentence, “Nothing in life is certain except death and ….” I put “kids with ass cancer.” “Damn girl, you are against humanity,” Jorge joked, laughing like music to my ears. “Sorry, I didn’t have anything else,” I laughed back. Stretch my legs out and Jorge picks them up. He starts rubbing my ankles. “I can’t believe my pregnant sister made that joke,” Solen choked out as he laughed.

I clenched my fists tightly to hold myself back. Joshua's eyes met mine before turning back to his mom. “She’s my wife,” he declared, his voice steady and audacious. I saw his mother’s spirit seem to leave her body. Her face turned frigid and pale. She took another glance at me from head to toe, making me feel extremely uncomfortable. Then she suddenly broke into a classy laugh. “That’s an expensive joke, Jay. Your dark humor always gets me.” She laughed so hard. I couldn’t believe I was ridiculed to the point of becoming a laughingstock. Once the biggest name in the city, now I was the butt of the joke. It was a staggering transformation.