Novel & Cerita The Funniest Joke In The World

"You ordered a latte and spilled it on your shirt. All over your shirt. It was everywhere. You looked like a disaster. A beautiful disaster. The most beautiful disaster I'd ever seen." "Because you made me laugh. Because you told that terrible joke. The one about the chicken crossing the road. The one I still don't find funny." "Because you're easy to make laugh." "Because you're funny. You're the funniest person I know. You always have been. You always will be." He smiles. The almost smile. The one that reaches his eyes. The one I've been waiting to see for three years. The one I thought I'd never see again. The one that makes everything okay.

“Whatever you’re doing at ‘work’ tonight… hurry home. Both of you can fuck me senseless for all I care.” I snorted at my own joke, then immediately winced because yeah, that was a weird thing to say even alone. Little did I know how soon that joke was going to bite me right in the ass. And how much I was going to enjoy it when it did. [ You might be reading this wrong, but trust me, the real thrill is still ahead.^^]

She raises her eyebrows, clearly expecting some appreciation for her terrible humor. And even though I try to resist, the laugh bursts out before I can stop it. It’s so loud it actually echoes, and suddenly, every pair of eyes in the sparring room swivels around to stare at us. But honestly? I could not care less. Jennie’s standing there grinning like she’s the funniest person on the planet, and maybe she kind of is, to me anyway. “Jennie, that was so bad, I might actually have to file a complaint with the dad joke committee,” I manage, clutching my stomach because apparently, my body forgot how to laugh quietly.

He said nuzzling his nose in my hair. "Yup" I yawned "I would tell you what I like, but you're sleepy so I'll tell you tomorrow" He smiled. I moved closer to him as I said "Should I tell you a joke?" He chuckled "Okay, tell me" "Seven billion faces in the world, but yours is the only one I wanna sit on" He bursted into laughter "Jeez Vanilla, sex jokes". His hand tightened on my waist, I smiled feeling content at the sound of his laughter.

“Now. The laugh. I heard you yesterday, when you thought no one was listening. It’s too high.” He stopped in front of me, tapping his own chest. “Elion’s was deeper. From here.” The gesture was intimate. Unexpected. I flinched. His jaw tightened instantly. “Try again,” he said. “I’ll tell you a joke. It’s a terrible one. Elion hated it.” He told it anyway... something painfully unfunny involving a squirrel and a priest. I forced out a weak chuckle, the sound thin and hollow. “No.” The word cracked like a whip.

Jeff jokes around and laughs his ass out. “Shut up,” “Shut up!” Both Seid and I yell at his not-so-funny joke.

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Mokunfayo Badmus: Seated in the large creamery, the only thing blaring in my head as I watched the lips, of the boy seating opposite me, moved to inform me of the biggest joke of the century was; You have got to be kidding me! I'd driven furiously all the way across town, frustrated and sick with worry to see a hale, hearty and all dapper Stephen only for a piece of joke? You have got to be kidding me! In silence, I waited patiently for the face of the boy before me to slowly morph into a look of mischief as he laughed out loud and tease me about the look on my face when he dropped the 'bombshell'. I waited for him to tell me 'JK, LOL, aunty you take things too seriously', then I would

Bradley Fry, my CEO husband, loves bringing his friends home for meals the most. He claims that this makes them feel like an actual family. As they drink in the feast I've whipped up for everyone, one of Bradley's friends comments smilingly, "I knew that you were a virtuous one, Emily! Now this is how the legitimate wife should act!" My expression doesn't falter as I ask in a half-joking manner, "Oh? Does Bradley have a spoiled and pampered mistress by his side, then?" His friends are stunned by my question. A trace of panic crosses their eyes simultaneously. But Bradley just wraps an arm around my shoulders with a smile. "Don't listen to their nonsense, Emily. Who else is worthy as my

His shoulders were shaking erratically and he could barely breathe for laughter. I watched his sputtering laugh for about five minutes until I spoke, "If you bang that thing anymore I'm afraid it'll get pregnant." And all the three of them stopped dead in their tracks to look at me, agape. "What! Now I can't even make a joke!?" I deadpanned and Reuben was on again with his next round of unstoppable titters. "...(heavy breathing)...Ahem! That was entertaining. Never knew there existed a being enabling of shutting Lexter off." He mouthed in an amused tone.

And then, almost reluctantly, he started laughing too. It wasn't joy. It wasn't relief. Nor would I dare say it was the kind of laughter born of despair. We were two people mocking the absurdity of the situation. He tried to resist, shaking his head and muttering, "This isn't funny," but the corners of his lips betrayed him. Soon, he couldn't stop laughing either. It was that ridiculous, uncontrollable laughter that arises when life plays the most absurd joke on you. We laughed until our sides ached, until tears blurred our vision, until the weight of the revelation transformed into something strangely light. For a moment, we weren't cousins, or friends, or enemies of fate; we were simply tw