Novel & Cerita The Joker Why So Serious

looks like she must have been so scared to offend someone so rich. This forces me to laugh out loud as I return my phone to my pocket and wave at both of them. "All right, it's okay, guys. Chill a little bit and live up. I'm just joking." I say and watch as the lady turns to me with fury on her face. "You deserve an endless sea of punches for that, do you know?" she asks, but I shrug. " What can I say? It's part of my mini traits. I am in Joker by profession."

“Why are you guys so damn serious? What the fuck is happening and why wont you guys just spill it out already or has my father perhaps been raised out of the grave and is he on his way back home to hunt me for my sins, is that what you guys want to talk to me about??” I laughed dryly at my stupid joke to lessen the awkwardness I was feeling because they did not seem like they were ready for anything other than serious business so there was not even a sound of a chuckle, everyone just maintained their over serious faces and that was when I was sure that whatever they wanted to say was something that would need me to have people around me so that would console me and that was the reason they m

Was he being serious right now? I was livid to say the least. “Are you fucking joking right now?” I roared, but he smirked even though my eyes were shooting daggers at him. “Do you think this is funny to me?” No answer. “I fucking hate you.” I slapped his chest, pushing him hard until he was nearly tumbling over. But he recovered fast and regained his composure. His smile dropped at my words and only then did he realize how serious I was. “Fuck! I’m sorry. That was stupid of me. I just...”

he said confidently. “Okay we shall see about that” I said. “You know why I like you?” he asked and pointing at me. “No I don’t, make me know” I replied. “Because you like joking” he said. “Oh really, so you think I am joking?” I said. “Of course you are because I can tell from your face” he said and began to laugh that we all joined him. “Even if I laugh I am dead serious about it” I said. “Get lost, just continue doing your thing” he said.​

Maybe she can read her mind and escape from the jerkface she called her brother. Elisa finally snapped out of her shock and looked directly at Ansel. "Is this some kind of a joke?" she asked. Ansel straightened his back and made eye contact with her. His face turned serious. "Adams Corp. is an extremely reputable company. We would never joke about something serious like this interview! If you don't want this job, you are free to leave," he declared. Anya wanted to choke Ansel, but alas, it wouldn't look professional. She looked at Elisa, who was staring at Ansel. She could see the hatred in her eyes. The woman did not like Ansel. Not one bit.

I said with stifled breath and he knocked my head. "What was that for?" I yelp, giving him a puppy face. "I'm not bingo stupid, I am Joker." He grins widely, trying to explain to me who Joker was, well I know Joker so he should stop stressing himself out cause I'm not gonna act like I know him. "What do you mean Joker?" I said, squeezing my face at him, "you look horrible, who's the girl that made you do this." He scowls at me and I tap his chest playfully, why is he looking so cute even with red and white paints destroying his face.

I choke out This isn't how I said I'd react but I honestly don't care. Is this some sick joke? "Sadly, no" his shoulders slump I burst out in laughter He's going to tell me this is a joke..we'll laugh about it. He stares quizzically at me. "And who is my lucky husband-to-be?" I ask between laughs "I need you to quit laughing, Ms. Hart" he admonishes seriously "What would you have me do?" I say quietly with the same measure of seriousness "Get serious. This is happening and it's no joke" he says with a stern look

The almighty joker finally said something serious. "Like seriously?" Said Daniel as David increased his laughter. "Why are you laughing?" Daniel asked as he felt his ears stand to listen to the answer to his question. "What's so funny?" Daniel asked. "Ever since I knew You, today is the first day in my life I ever saw you talk so serious." David said as he burst into laughter for the second time. Daniel, hearing David, he sighed and spoke. "Oh! That's why you are laughing?" He Said. He sighed for the second time before he continued talking.

“Hey, no brooding. This is an adventure, not a prison sentence. Let me distract you.” She turned to him, her expression wary. “What are you going to do? Tell me one of your terrible jokes?” “You wound me,” he said, clutching his chest dramatically. “But yes. Absolutely.” He cleared his throat, adopting a serious tone. “Why don’t skeletons fight each other?” Riele blinked, momentarily thrown off. “Why?” “Because they don’t have the guts.” The joke was terrible. Absolutely awful. But Riele burst into laughter anyway, the tension in her chest breaking apart with each giggle. Jay grinned, triumphant, as if her joy were his greatest victory.

Zack Moller, one of my friends, asked curiously, "Ryan, are you serious?" I downed a drink and responded, "Dead serious. It's over." The group exhaled in relief. "Honestly, Ryan, you've wasted two years of your life. We've warned you so many times, but you were so stubborn, like you were cursed or something." "I saw Jen with another guy just a few days ago," one of them chimed in. I glanced at him, and he immediately clammed up. Zack patted my shoulder and tried to comfort me. "Alright, man. Let's chill tonight and blow off some steam. Do you want to hit up another spot?"