Yo Mama Fat Jokes Novels & Stories

AA said laughing "Am not fat" Zainab pouted which Amal did as she saw her sis doing "Okay my angels, you're not fat but even if your fat Abbie will always love you" AA said giving them both a peck before he went to Marmie and peck her too which Tehzeeb snap them smiling broadly seeing all of them like this. It's gives her joy whenever she see how blessed she is Umma was happy because her daughter was happy in her matrimonial which gives her joy.

She waved her hand lightly, the diamonds on her fingers catching the light. “Oh, heavens, don’t look so grim. It was nothing,” she said. “It’s an old joke, that’s all. You know how people say boys can be too much like being wild and dramatic, and how it is exhausting to be a boy mom. So the joke is about how a mother knows she needs so much help to raise them. It’s just something the older generation repeats. Nothing serious.” Her gaze shifted amongst the crowd. “Don’t tell me you don’t know it.”

Even now, I could barely stand the sound of fireworks. I left the girls’ bathroom and entered the hallway. I kept my head down as I made my way to my locker to get my books for today. I wanted to make it to class earlier to get my usual seat. Otherwise, I’ll be walking into a ‘roast line’ in which everyone has a stupid joke to say. I’ve heard every fat joke in the books. “Mila is the true meaning of the word plus size.” “Mila steps on a scale and it reads ‘to be continued.’”

Mama cackled. Mambo Nene reveled in the laughter from others at her jokes. I swore that if voodoo wasn't her priority and profession, she'd be a comedian. That comedic spurt stopped once she saw me, replaced with pure joy that came out as a suffocating hug. "Look at Miss Little Alize!" Mambo Nene exclaimed. Mama stood up and watched Mambo Nene squeeze me around like a ragdoll, her bangles and bracelets chiming together. "You're killing her, Nene," Mama said after a few seconds. "Let my baby breathe."

“I’m not boring. Your mother doesn’t find me boring, do you, Katy?” Katy looked at me with a not-so-subtle wink. “Never.” “You laugh at my jokes! You love my stories!” he protested, looking aghast. Matthew snorted. “It’s habit, Dad. Face it. Boring. I’m telling you—you’re not all that and a bag of potato chips.” I tried not to laugh at Richard’s expression. Jaxson was smirking, trying to hide his amusement. Reed was shoveling eggs into his mouth like a starved man, concealing his grin.

"Maryam isn't familiar with all those meals you're listing." "Eh ... It's because you're always cooking noodles for her." Mama retorted and then turned to Maryam again who was now smiling. "Don't worry. After you stay with me for about a week you'll get fat. Your mom and dad won't even recognize you when they see you again." "But Grandma, do I really need to eat Eba?" Maryam asked, squeezing her face like only the thought of it could make her puke. Mama nodded in affirmative.

Mom says, closing the door behind Maggie, and turning towards me with a big smile on her lips. "Well, young man." She says, walking towards me. "So, you and Maggie, huh?" "Yes ma'am." I answer, smiling back at her. "I couldn't help myself." I answer. "So now you've fucked the mother and the daughter." She says, wrinkling her brow as another thought hits her. "Just like at home!" She exclaims. "You are one busy mother fucker." She says, laughing at her own joke, as she pulls me into a tight embrace.

I_love_my_mommy OH MY GOD, WHAT? WAIT...MIA, YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND?! CRAP, HOW DID I NOT KNOW OF THIS? WHO IS THE LUCKY GUY? Cereal_killer IT COULD HAVE BEEN YOU, YA KNOW Yes_you_suck ... I_love_my_mommy ... Noah's_wifey ... I_pooped ... Cereal_killer OH, COME ON! FACE THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM! Yes_you_suck

“I wouldn’t have even guessed you were related.” My grandma gave a botched laugh — the type she kept reserved for church and events such as these. “She’s the only one in our family who’s overweight,” she said lightly, like she was discussing the weather. “I’ve been telling her to stay away from junk food, but you know how these things go. If she doesn’t change, she’ll never find a man.” My chest tightened as they all laughed at me. Laughed like the joke that I was. “I mean,” she continued, gesturing proudly, “look at my daughter.”

I mean you didn't plan for this," I said sadly. "Babe don't be like that. I'm sorry." She said genuinely. "It's okay then." I said in understanding. “I’m going to get fat,” she said dramatically when we got home, flopping back onto the bed. “I just got my waist back!” I burst into laughter. “You’re laughing?” she hissed. “You literally survived faking your death, mafia attacks, and my emotional constipation,” I said, brushing a kiss to her forehead. “But this is what breaks you?” I said, poking her belly.