Novel & Cerita Wholesome Jokes

I looked at him widening my eyes and asked him," Why did you push me?" I saw him laughing like I have said any kind of joke. Why is he laughing? Is it funny? He said controlling his laugh," You are really dumb. You didn't get my joke yet." " Joke? What do you mean? I asked him with a gloomy expression on my face. Then, he sat down on the couch crossing his legs. He said laughing," I was very angry about some office matter. So, I wanted to laugh and that's why I joked with you. Trust me, I didn't know that I can make such a great joke and you are that dumb."

She chuckled and then broke into delighted laughter. He grinned. “You get that I’m joking?” “Well, of course you’re joking. Vomity ones.” She laughed again. “Too funny.” “Most people don’t get my jokes. Say they’re inappropriate.” He finger-quoted inappropriate. “Are they idiots?” “Arguably.” She laughed again. “A woman who gets my jokes…” His pleased little grin turned into a broad smile. “Can I buy you a coffee sometime? Or a jet?” “A jet?” She laughed until her stomach ached and she had to bend over with her hands on both knees to catch her breath. “You’re killing me.”

“Yeah well, my sleeping pattern has been off-balance lately, so it's only natural that my eating habits will change too. And geez, I can't help being hungry all the time.” “I think you should cut back on the food a little. At this rate, you'll end up being the biggest person I know.” He teased, poking her belly. “You're such a dick.” “But you still love this dick.” “Are you serious right now? Tell me, does it look like I’m in the mood for any of your crap?” “Whoa, it was just a joke.” “Don't joke like that. Some jokes that are funny, right? And others that are just not ok. Guess which category yours falls into.”

"Rude! I’m a model citizen. I only commit crimes against humor. Not that I’d ever need to rob a bank!" "Crimes against humor," I chuckled. "That’s one way to put it. Your dad jokes are a whole different category." "Hey!" he said, pretending to be offended. "My dad jokes are basically an art form." He pointed at me like a teacher about to drop knowledge. "Why did the scarecrow get promoted?" I shot him a wary look. "Frank—" "Because he was outstanding in his field," he declared, laughter bubbling up as he reveled in his own joke.

We were acting like a human couple on their first dates, I thought. "Care to share the joke?" He continued with his bored look. "I hope I'm not in it." I covered a giggle and then straightened myself to give a serious reply. "I just thought of a funny joke. That's all." "Enlighten me." He leaned back and smiled a challenge at me. I searched my memory for all the jokes I have heard or read, found one and cleared my throat. "Okay, here goes: what do you do when a werewolf eats your candy?"

"Ah! Nothing, Jared. Your mother and I are just talking about something. She told me a joke, and it was so funny, which is why I burst out laughing." "May I know what joke it is, Dada?" Jessie laughed. "Oh, it is not for kids, Jared. Do not worry; once you finish your sketches there, Dada will tell you some jokes. Is that alright?" Jared thought about it for a couple of seconds before he nodded his head. "Alright, Dada!" Then he goes back to his sketch pad again. Jessie covered his mouth and chuckled as he took a glance at me. I glared at him and bumped his shoulder.

John and Claire sat across from each other in the restaurant, the kind of easy, unhurried conversation flowing between them that neither of them had planned for but neither wanted to stop. "I'm telling you, he's consistently funny," John said, gesturing with his fork. "Not a single bad joke in the man's catalog."

He made me laugh, a genuine, bubbling sound that felt good after the fear. “Your turn,” he challenged, when he finished. “Tell me a joke. Something to keep the darkness at bay.” I thought for a moment. “Okay, okay… What do you call a fake noodle?” He raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on his lips. “What?” “An impasta!” I delivered the punchline with a flourish, and he actually laughed, a deep, booming sound that warmed the room. “Alright, alright, that was a good one, for a rookie,” he teased. “My turn. Why did the scarecrow win an award?”

she replies, still smiling. I take a deep breath and clear my throat. "So, I've been thinking...why did the tomato turn red?" She arches an eyebrow, looking at me curiously. "I don't know. Why?" "Because it noticed the salad dressing!" I exclaim triumphantly, bursting into a wide grin. My joke was met with deadpan silence for what felt like an eternity. Then suddenly, her face lit up and she burst out laughing uncontrollably. "Oh my goodness! That was so corny!"

He laughed. I chased him round the house while mom laughed out her lungs. He's back with his silly jokes, and, I caught him and gave him the beating of his life which he deserves. ********** We sat on the couch and devouring some delicious cookies while watching our favourite show. Jake Pov This is the best episode ever, it stands out. I ate some more cookies as I watched. "Jake." I heard my name and turned to see it was Little Miss shopping calling me.