Yo Mamma Jokes Novels & Stories

She felt her lungs become tight as her eyes began to sting. "I think a Momma is someone who would eat nasty spinach when they want butta butta cake. And a Momma is going to fix up her baby's room so that she can be a princess. A Momma is going to work extra hard so that her baby has what they need. A Momma does my hair and not the other way around! Momma's cook dinner instead of bringing home fish and French fries for dinner every other day! And a Momma should say, Juicy you are not alone; even though Felix is dead now, you are not alone!" Her hands were balled into tight fists and she looked down at them suddenly.

My mom joined in as I nodded eagerly so that she knew how much I appreciated her good genes. "Make sure you find yourself a man who can handle that booty of yours yeah? Your mama gave it up for Aldo so easily, you gotta make them fight for it so that they never leave" She continued making all of us laugh as I finished the juice I had poured in to my cup.

she added furiously. “Oh baby, that worked like a charm every damn time,” Alpha Zoe happily sighed. “But who thought that it was ok to wax me when I was fvcking pregnant and already so sensitive and in pain !!!” I could tell she was glaring at my mom by the tone of her angry voice. “Well you had it coming for making jokes while I was in labour,” Mom snorted. “I had no idea if I should cry because of the pain or because of your stupid knock knock jokes,” she added.

"You don’t get my jokes?" "I never get your jokes dad even mom." Dad immediately face mom. "You don’t get my jokes honey?" "No! I do well most of the time." She smile sheepishly. "Tyler, my jokes aren’t that bad right?" I glanced at Tyler and saw him shaking his head. "No, of course not. I find it funny." "See… even Tyler like it." I rolled my eyes. "He’s a liar." I muttered lowly. Dad raised his eyebrow to me. "What’s that?"

" We all laugh at that image. That's when we hear Mom say, "Oh, what's so funny in there? Those dishes aren't going to wash themselves." "The girls asked me to compare you and Carrie in the bedroom." "And what was so damn funny then?" She asks, a little indignant. "Well, I said to Ray, asking about You in the sack, Mom. 'It's a good thing your heritage is Irish, not Latin, or you would kill somebody.'" Dad immediately starts laughing his ass off. We all join him, including Mom, as she blushes a bright red.

Aleena finally welcomed the Mummy's helping hand. "Ready, boss!" Eve seemed to salute. Putting five fingers of his right hand on his temples. Aleena covered her mouth with her right hand holding back amusement. "You are really Cute, mummy! I'm not the boss, Mummy...!" Yes, too, huh? Mummy jokes, baby" Eve echoed and pinched her daughter's high nose which successfully made Aleena scream in pain. "It hurts, Mummy!" Aleena sulked and spoiled. "Sorry, That’s because you are so funny! Hehe" Eve laughed slightly at the look on Aleena's face that was getting more adorable when sulking.

"Kaiden and Roman would have such a field day if they ever heard me telling something like that." "Well, good thing I'm not a dad. Hey, do you want to hear a joke about construction? I'm still working on it." I choke on my own saliva in an effort to groan louder than Dad, but I have to admit mom's lame jokes are taking my mind off the stinging pain and desire in my body. "Then there's the one about the clown who visited his cousin in Austra—" Dad opens his mouth to cut her off, but he's interrupted by a loud banging on the front door.

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.

But instead of acknowledging my feelings, she brushed them aside, insisting on her own version of reality. “I think you’re the one who’s living in delusions, Maddie. After everything we’ve been through, you’re just gonna drop it like nothing. Don’t talk rubbish, Maddie. You’re not that stupid.” Her dismissiveness grated on my nerves, igniting a simmering anger within me. "You think this was a joke?" I snapped, my frustration bubbling to the surface. "I am serious, mother." But Mom's response was a chuckle, "Enough with the jokes, Maddie," she said, her tone light and unconcerned as if my words were nothing more than a jest to her.

Mamma said with a constant smile plastered on her lips. What? Pranks?????? "Really Mamma" I literally shouted. She giggled before nodding her head. Hmm... Sounds Interesting!!! "Wowww!!!! Tell me one prank you played on papa" I asked her with surprise look on my face. "One day I was damn angry with your papa. I prepared a special juice for him. You know how did I prepared it, I took cool water and added food color to it. The food color happened to be same as the juice we had in our fridge so, your papa didn't got suspicious and took big gulp. His expression was worth watching" mamma completed saying.We both looked at each other and busted out into fits of laughter. Poor papa!!!! I can imagin