Toe Jokes Novels & Stories

Sure enough, Adrian closed his mouth. "Darling, then I will tell you a joke. There was a toothpick that was walking along the road. Just then, it saw a hedgehog running past the middle of the road, and then it shouted something at the hedgehog. Guess what it shouted? Yes, it is called the hedgehog 'bus'!! Haha, it's funny, isn't it?" RK felt that listening to Adrian's jokes would make him want to sleep even more than listening to him recite poems. This guy couldn't even tell a good joke. What was the meaning of telling a joke that everyone already knew? Would Stella laugh? What a childish kid.

Joe’s eyes bulged, his brows furrowing in pure rage, but his hands moved against his will, rubbing moose excrement into his own face. “You know what Gigi told me?” I said conversationally, turning to Nikolai. “She saw on TikTok that some men don’t wash their asses.” I tutted at Joe. “We can’t have that. Rub your ass in that shit, bro. Get it between the cheeks.” Joe looked like he was about to slaughter us, but he was powerless as he rolled his ass in the dung, grinding into it like he had the world’s itchiest bottom. At this point, Nikolai and I were crying with laughter, struggling to breathe as we doubled over, barely able to steal glances at each other without completely losing it again.

She thought I did not understand her and gave an even bigger smile as she said, "So filthy, so smelly, so gross." I asked coldly, "Who are you calling that?" Though I was from the countryside, I went to school as a child. A teacher taught me Drakovian back then. Caroline had not expected me to understand—her face turned ghostly pale. Even though the others did not understand what she said, they could tell it was not nice. Miranda got angry. "Caroline! Enough with your broken Drakovian. Apologize to your aunt and take your food back to your room!"

John called out, heavily baptised with brown shit. "Oh? You must have a lot of enemies, John." Eliot joked, I laughed. Loud. Very loud, sharing a gaze with Eliot. Laughing some more. "I had that very same thought!" "Of course, look at him!" He laughed too, the both of us falling unto eachother. Everyone watching us, joining our laughter after glancing properly at John. Then themselves. Us. "I cannot believe all of you, I cannot." John complained, smiling too. "And you too Sir, you're the worst. Look at you, your teeth are the only thing preserved right now."

Abel questioned, looking around. “Of course, I chose you over him. It’s bros before hoes.” Zadkiel smirked at Abel who couldn’t help but laugh. “You just called him a hoe.” His laughter became contagious as he thought that Zadkiel cracked the joke of the century when he just said the statement every guy says. Zadkiel laughed along with him. As some really wise person said: Laugh and the whole world laughs with you…

“You’re right. It was made for you. That’s why it fit me like a toddler’s band. If I wore it everyday I would cut off circulation to my wrist. I figured you don’t have that problem. You know what they say about guys with tiny hands, or was it small feet?” He glanced down at Taser’s loafers that I had bought, and back up at his face. He was still smiling, but a little light had dimmed in his eyes. Really? That’s what took Taser down? A small dick joke? I snickered at the ridiculousness of the situation and stifled it in Jace’s shirt when Taser glared at me. “See you around Lilybud.” He muttered, and went past us barely missing Jace’s arm.

"I have a sense of humor, thank you very much. I just don't find your fart jokes funny." Felecia snickered. "Everyone likes a fart joke, Moana." Harper waved his fork at Kelsey. "I don't care who you are. Fart jokes are classic." "Stop calling me Moana." Kelsey rolled her eyes. "They're disgusting." "You're disgusting." "Your mom's disgusting." Jamie's brows shot up and he covered his mouth with a fist. "Oh." "Now who is being immature?" Harper's grin only widened. "Your mom jokes are classic. Everyone knows that." Kelsey waved her hand.

Collins Somehow … someway…. We got into a discussion about …. Well… toes. Not just any toes but the fourth one in particular. We’d had way too much wine. So we all began to comment on how funny the fourth toe actually was. And compared them…. Way .. way too much wine. “Mines cute” I shrugged. “Awww yours IS cute!” Emily agreed. She’s so nice. “Lauren why is yours so damn long?” Emily asked and busted out laughing.

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

"Okay! Okay! I will stop, but that joke of yours isn't good. Aren't there any more funny jokes?" I sat down next to Shin again. "I still have a lot of jokes," I replied. "Okay let me hear," "Here is a knock-knock joke. Knock-knock," - Me. "Who's there?" - Shin. "Tank," - Me. "Tank, who?" - Shin. "You're welcome!" Shin and I both poker-faced to that joke at the same time so I immediately drew a long line on it. "Knock! Knock!" - Me.