Ugly Faces Jokes Novels & Stories

“Well, at least I’m not a gay like you.” “W-What did you say?! Who’s gay?!!” “I will turn on the camera now. Just don’t say anything about my messy room, okay?” “I know you don’t know how to clean anyway.” I turned on the camera and the bastard automatically laughed after seeing my face. “Nerdy! Hahaha! What the hell is the problem with your face?! Did you cry?! Hahaha! You look like a swollen panda! Hahaha!” “And you look like a golden retriever puppy with that yellow shirt you’re wearing.”

He is very serious with that question. Hunter went near me. "Why aren't you looking at them, bro? Well, they aren't the ones whom you wanted to see. They are ugly compared to you," he whispered. "Are you telling me that I am ugly?" I asked him, and he smiled at me. "No, but because I am more handsome than you. I can't figure out the exact words to describe your face. Maybe normal." I chuckled because of his naughtiness. Even though we are still in this kind of position he didn't forget to make everyone laugh effortlessly with his corny jokes, and I think he is not aware of that.

he told me, and I burst into laughter. "With this face? Isn't that hilarious?" I wondered. "What's so funny, bro?" he asked, surprised. I got up, cleaned my face with my palms, and said, "Everything's funny – the accident, seven years in a coma, and now making a public appearance with this face." "You aren't the first to have met this fate," he said. "Well, I know the Frankenstein monster did," I replied. "I'm not talking about movies," he snapped. "That's my favorite movie," I said.

His face was literally shaped like that of a person cursed always to be unhappy. I shrugged, displaying my open palms. "Just twice a week. I'm pretty reasonable on Sundays." Damian looked baffled, and then an expression of utter disgust crossed his face as his brows drew together, displaying lines on his forehead. "That's…was a joke, you were supposed to find that funny," My voice trailed. "I guess not. Keep your eyes on the road, then. You might find something that spikes your humor there." "I see no reason to. It's not like you're one of those scared to die."

Those eyes reminded her of everything brown — the coffee. Crinkles usually formed underneath and beside his eyes whenever he cackled. Those crinkles got her thinking if he was older than he looked, because, asides the crinkles, his porcelain skin always shone with youthfulness and vibrance, the kind of vibrance that radiated from a healthy teenager. " ... want some berries?" Dr Jake offered her a bowl of red berries. Rosaleen gave a soft, close-tipped smile which the young man couldn't discern if it was an approval.

I said proudly while brushing my hair in my hand. They stared at me and then turned their backs on me. "Let's get out of here, maybe a strong storm will blow us away.", Said Jam, so I shot it. “Fuck you”, I said angrily to him, to which the idiots just laughed. I turned my gaze to the confused Jam. It squealed as I numbed what I had shot. "You're ugly, fool," I said to him reluctantly, which made the idiots laugh even more. I was shaken and passed them. They followed me.

"In a stupid coat. With your stupid jaw. And your stupid—your stupid—" "My stupid what?" "Face." I'm glaring at him now. Or trying to. It's hard to glare when the world won't stay still. "Your stupid face. I hate your face." Something flickers across that stupid face. Almost a smile. Almost.

How come he hides his face when it should be me? "Maybe then I am going to give a special gift," I grinned, showing my full bloom smile and perfectly shaped teeth. "This seems interesting, but I don't trust this ugly face of yours." "Ugly? Me?" I raised my eyebrow. I am surely not the most gorgeous person in this place, still, I have a face that doesn't need to be compared as ugly. Can't believe someone calling me ugly, my first time hearing it, that too when he is here not showing his face.

I elbowed him secretly, which wasn't a secret anymore because he made a dramatic groan of pain, then I glared at him. "As if I like your face! You're an ugly, nerd freak!" I said to his face. "Aww, you're hurting my feelings. This face right here comes from these people. You're insulting me means you're insulting their genes and features as well." My lips parted in disbelief as I turned my head towards the couples in front of us. My eyes widened in panic when I met their faces. "T-That's not what I mean—" "No need to make a big deal of it. I can totally relate to you, dear. When I first saw your papa, I found him very ugly and annoying as well."

Did I suddenly become ugly? At the thought of her becoming ugly, she drove into a panic. She hurriedly asked a person nearby. “Hey, is there something on my face? Am I still pretty?” The person she asked was speechless. ‘What the heck! Is she crazy?’ Seeing as the person won’t give her an answer, she asked somebody else. That scene caught the attention of more people, making them turn their phone on to record a video. While some even recorded it live. Kimmy’s friends noticed the commotion and wanted to see what it was about, their phone ready to record something interesting as well.