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I tell her, pretending to be surprised. “What” she shrieks out. “To tell you honestly, since it seems like you people love fights, I have class like in the next five minutes, but I will say this” I start, cleaning my hand with the soviet paper. “You Vicki, you look like a dumb person, I don’t care whether that is true or not, you Minnie Moe look like you’re even dumber, and you see you, what’s your name again, you look like the dumbest person to every exist, and from what you’ve been spouting since, maybe you are” I tell them, pointing to each of them as I mention their name

My smile widened as I mindlessly took off my jacket setting it down on the leather seat. I clung to Dalton chatting with him as Enzo thought it was the time for the like of the day as he called it. It was one of those stupid habits that we had going on as kids and it kinda stuck with us and Enzo was the one with the shittiest and corniest jokes. I braced myself to hear one of his dad jokes, Dalton was holding in his laugh at the eager look on his brother's face already. "What do you call a joke without a punchline?"

I can't believe that someone could utter such a dumb and stupid statement. "I never knew you are this dumb. How do you expect me to tell my family such blatant lies that hold no water? Do you think my family members are fools? Do you think they don't know me well enough to know the things I can do or not? Now listen carefully Mr. Dumb Head, my family knows what I am capable of doing, and sleeping with a stranger and getting impregnated by him is not one of them. I will never tell my family such blatant lies!" I fumed in anger.

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"You're thousands of years late and jokes are supposed to be funny, Grandma." "Damn it. Anyway, you're alive, just have a concussion." "I hate you," I growl. "That's a horrible joke," she said, smiling at me.

“Almost let me question my judgement for following you, but it’s you, so…” Jai frowned. “That’s almost twice. What does that even mean?” “Sometimes when you have a stupid friend who does stupid things, you wonder why would that person do stupid things. Especially since that certain friend knows it’s stupid. But since you remember that your friend is stupid, so him doing stupid things is actually no wonder. And then you realize that you almost question something that’s plainly obvious, which is also stupid—if you actually wonder about it, which makes you also stupid.”

The jolt of electricity that surged through my arm and into the rest of my body at the way he grabbed my wrist, brought me back to the first day he touched my arm in high school. Quickly, ridding the memory away before my mind has the chance to relive how the rest of that day went, I decided to tease him back. "I know a guy with a little dick that sounds like an owl," I say, hoping I get the response I need to not look like an insane person right now. He raises his brow, this thumbs thrumming against the steering wheel. "Huh? Who?" "Exactly," I smirk, silently exhaling in relief at his answer so that I was able to finish the lame joke.

"I can see why he's obsessed you're fucking beautiful." "And hot." Tasha's muffled voice adds in as she munches her last piece of chips. "And smart, funny, stupid and she makes horrible puns too." Jackson says casually, a stupid smile on his face. "Fuck off." I say dryly, a smile tugging at the side of my lips. "He's right, Iris." Tasha nods agreeably. "And let's not forget the horrible Dad jokes too." "Really, Tash?" I sigh, which makes her burst out in laughter.

While I smile like stupid. . .

“Truth hurts, doesn’t it?” “What about ‘persistent’?” He counters. I roll my eyes. “That’s one way to put it.” “Or, maybe ‘physically strong’?” “Absolutely not.” “Smart?” “Good one.” “Right right. Insanely intelligent. That’s better.” “You forgot ‘humble’,” I retort sarcastically. “Ok. How about clever?” “That’s pushing it.” “Frustrating?” “Yes!” I give him a mocking clap. “You finally got one right.”