Your Momma Jokes Novels & Stories

She reached up and kIssed her on the cheek. “How was your day, babycakes?” “Momma, would you stop callSheng her that please? She's so embarrassSheng.” She pleaded wSheth her as She opened the frIdge to look for somethIng to eat. Momma started chucklIng whSale drySheng off her hands. “That’s my job as your momma; to embarrass the hell out of you.” She was grShennSheng from ear to ear. “Whatever Momma. She's your story, tell her any way you want to.” She flashes her a quSheck smShele whShele startSheng to make myself a sandwIch.

she went on. “We are both tired, as well, Mom. See? We aren’t your biological sons.” Josh couldn’t resist joking, earning him an eye roll from his mother. “Do you get as tired as women, though? They both wore eight-inched high heels the entire day. “Besides, what’s the point of telling me that? What, do you want them to give you a massage in return? In your dreams, maybe,” their mother said with a snort at her own joke.

Luna Maddy says, placing her hand delicately on my shoulder. "I... uh, no. It's ok." I say, feeling guilty as Luna Maddy gives me a worried look. "Are you sure?" "Yes, it's fine. She's fine, Luna." Mom responds, glaring at me. Hunter chuckles and Merida goes nuts, jumping up and down like a mad Wolf. My body is feeling so weird, I hate it as I keep hearing him talk with my dad and Luke, laughing away at Dad's lame dad jokes. No one laughs at my dad's jokes, but here is Humter laughing away like it's the funniest thing he's ever heard.

She wonders what it might be like, but, like her son the night before, she shakes her head, brushing the thoughts away. We met in the kitchen the following morning, and I noticed Mom was wearing a small robe over her sexy nightie. I slipped on some light workout shorts over my skivvies and a T-shirt with an IT joke on it. The joke is a cartoon of an IT guy answering a caller, telling them in a voice bubble, "Yes, sir, it's an I D 10 T error. You should correct it by turning off your computer and waiting." Mom sees my shirt and chuckles, knowing the joke, as she also works extensively with computers at her job. I kiss her cheek again and give her another small hug. Mom kisses Wade the same wa

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mom is still yelling at me. "Mama, yes, even if you still want it, we'll go there immediately," I said while still raising an eyebrow. "Oh? All right! Come home to us and get dressed. Then go to the university," said mom. "Mom! You're so bad?! You're just joking. It's not funny anymore," I said with a sneer. "Hey! What a joke?! This isn't the time for your j-joke time! We're talking about studying and then you're joking?! Maybe you just want to stop studying?!"

This is the most goals joke as long as I've heard. "You're kidding, right? I swear! That's funny. Wow! If you join to stand up comedy, I make sure you can be the winner." "Na," said Mommy quietly. Chiko still showing his smile. "I'm serious and this is not a joke. You can tell the difference too, right?" Shit!

"Try to say one just and my hand will surely fly in your face without a warning!" "Don't be so killjoy, Sophia!" said my mom. "Laughter is the best medicine! Why don't you allow him to prove himself to all of us!" "Mom, I said I am not really into comedy so please stop insisting that!" I exclaimed for her to know that I am not interested in hearing any kind of jokes!

Val gave an apologetic smile and sipped from her glass of coke. “We wouldn’t need to say it out loud because the amount of fat in these would literally kill us one day.” Zia scoffed, grabbing a bite of lasagna, and then pushed her palms out, seeing Mamma take a step in her direction. “Mamma, I’m just joking.” “Why do you eat it when you have to complain?” “It’s not like I can puke everything out now.” “Then stop puking stupid words.” Val and I could barely contain our laughter, the sounds, which according to my Mamma, were too unladylike, but little did we care. The ringing cell in Mamma’s apron pocket interrupted us. Mamma pulled it out and her brows creased.

She smirked and he gagged. . . . Mom's a con!