You So Dumb Jokes Novels & Stories

someone yelled. "I won’t shut up until someone answers!" Lucas shouted back, clearly enjoying the attention. "We don’t know and we don’t care, so shut the hell up, Lucas!" another voice barked. "Wrong! It’s called Lemon-aid! Get it? Like the drink?" The groan this time was even louder. "Dad jokes are never, ever funny," Elodie muttered, shaking her head.

I mumbled within myself. "Don't tell me that you are too dumb not to understand my Jo…..". "Hmm....hmm!". Edward cleared his throat, which made me stop talking on the spot. "I understand your jokes okay. Chill….. I'm not as dumb as you think!". Edward type, which made me hit him on his shoulder. "And you made me go as far as explaining my joke to you". I grumble, like a kid, while pouting my lips forward. "Hahaha. You always look adorable while you explain stuff". Edward type, which made me roll my eyes, but I didn't roll my eyes in annoyance though…... because it's quite fun, and yet embarrassing for me to explain my jokes to him.

"that wasn't no damn joke a joke is supposed to be funny what you did was cruel and fucked up" She leaned against the brick boulder on her porch "what ever it was a little joke tell her to have a sense of humor everyone else was laughing" "so i don't give a fuck about everyone else you poured powder and milk on her that shit ain't funny" "it was flour" "I don't give a fuck if it was your dead grandmas ashes don't mess with Alaina" "she said she wanted to be lighter so I helped her" "you really dumb as fuck you know that right you and your little minions some dumb ass bitches"

But probably he'll ask me why did I go home early. I can just say I need some rest, right? I'm good at lying so he won't catch me. 『Do you think it's a good excuse, you dumb? 』 "Who are you calling dumb? I'm using your brain, excuse me." 『So are you saying I'm dumb? 』 "Oh, you're dumber than me. You're dumber than the dumbest." I angrily retorted to her. As if I will let her win. But sure, that's a dumb excuse to use. Should I say I fainted again? Ah, but this driver would spill the truth. Ah, did he hear me talking to Heather? Maybe?

She responded. Vivian and her friends laughed heartily at the funniest joke they just heard. “How do you manage to construct the sentence? Having yourself and confidence in the same sentence. Doesn't it sound lame to you?” She asked as she laughed again. “To a fool like you, it will sound lame. I can picture how it feels to be born by a whore and having an IQ close to nothing. I feel for you, but it's a pity I can't relate. After all, I never experienced what it means to have multiple men claim ownership of me.” She said with a smirk and her words successfully shut Vivian up.

even if it was for that moment and he would be bringing it up some other time. "So there was this woman, she said to her doctor---" her started, telling her jokes and jokes, some she had laughed to and others she had questioned, telling him it wasn't funny. Her Father had replied that it was,and that the only problem was that she didn't have high enough humour IQ to have gotten the joke. "So different jokes comes with different humour IQs and can only be appreciated by those with the adequate or exceeding humour IQs." "There are exceptions but that is mainly the general rule."

This immediately pisses Dominic off and he snaps back, “The last time I checked you were the Three Stooges.” “Which,” Joseph says as he just can’t help himself, “It makes you a bit dumber than us.” Anthony is the first to protest, “You are so dumb you just called yourself dumb.” Dominic only continues to snap back, “What do they say, it takes one to know one.” “Did your lame ass just come up with that?” Mathew asks. “At least I have an ass.” “That is about all you got going for you.” “At least I got something going. You probably have not seen a pussy for years.”

Leesa had to give the guy credit. He didn’t seem to let the catcalls and groans bother him. He either had the thickest skin in the world, or he thought the derision was in some twisted way an approval of his act. His jokes were new, but were equally as dumb as the last time. She wondered if he wrote the stuff himself or got it from some website—stupidjokes.com, maybe.

*huff* "That's not an actual reason, dumbass" Dumb??? It's not dumb! "You look stupid. Are all humans the same?" What's with him? He called me a dumbass before and now stupid, and still, I can't get angry at him. Otherwise, he will snap my neck into two. "Hahaha" He laughed hard. "You are too small and can't talk, and you stink. Your blood is not giving me a smell, and you are too skinny to eat. You are not worth anything, so I don't have any reason to spare you"

If retail therapy wasn’t on the table, I’d take verbal annihilation any day. You see, I’ve mastered the art of throwing bullies off their game. Random jokes, historical references, lines from Shakespeare or sitcoms – whatever makes them pause long enough to question if they’re being insulted. And when the fog of confusion lifts, reality hits. They start to question themselves whether they are stupid. And as we all know they are, it's a lovely moment for self-reflection. I slowly pointed to Tom. “Ah. So you must be Dumb...” Then I pointed to his acne-splotched sidekick. “...and Dumber then.”