Your Momma Jokes Novels & Stories

The older woman retorted, a snicker escaped my lips, and I raised my eyes to see her looking at me with admiration, it was as if she was seeing a pregnant woman for the first time. “Mom, No. I have told you to stop using that as a joke, you can’t go into a prison and we won’t be caught, even if we are, we can’t be locked in a prison,” Hunter scolded, I squinted my eyes to understand what he was saying, before I was able to comprehend that that is a regular joke. “You take things extremely seriously, geez, someone would think you’re sixty-six instead of twenty-six, don’t be surprised when you start having grey hairs.” She sighed, calming down but still grinning.

So evil" " Can you please keep mute and let me speak? "That's rude you know? " I'm sorry. My mum is actually Serena's mum" "What? What sort of joke is that? You're kidding right? "No. I wish I was but I'm not." "But Serena's mum is dead"

My mom exclaimed looking at me with " Nah" I laughed. " I thought you said his wicked" My mom whispered to my ears. "His actually weird and fully strange to be with "Self and my mom laughed out today like people who gossip.

She is still biting that bottom lip, but this time it is to keep from laughing. “Everyone jokes,” I state. “But Mommy always tells Dad, ‘I’m not joking with you, Levi.’ She doesn’t joke!” I growl at that bit of news. What is she not joking with him about? Marvel seems to be a lot more forthcoming with information so I decide to ask him and not his mother, who is looking back out the window after glancing at him with sorrowful eyes. “So, what was Mommy not joking with this Levi about?” I refuse to call the man his dad.

I hurried downstairs to find her standing over a heap of shattered mirror glass, her face deathly pale. Her appearance was changing right before my eyes. Not only did her skin quickly turn a sallow yellow, but the lines around her mouth deepened, and several spots appeared on her cheeks. In a heartbeat, she looked like she'd aged 15 years. I stifled a laugh. Karma was working overtime. When Mom saw me, her gaze was manic. She lunged at me, gripping my arms and shaking me violently. "Is it you? Are you doing something to me?" I blinked, feigning utter shock. "Mom, what are you talking about? Oh, my God! What happened to your face? All those spots… Are you having an allergic reaction to your s

Even though I kept in telling to stop the hype before I burst into laughter and have my hair ruined while rolling in laughter. Mom would only end up making a kame excuse or joke while I would only end up cracking up do to that. She didn't even stop there, she still went ahead to tickle me at some point after she realize I was trying not to laugh but at the end, we kept o laughing while we neglect the make up till when we could get the control over our laughter.

CHRISTY: My phone rang again and without making Mom wait, answered it. “What’s going on?” I asked. “Was that a prank, Mom? Or is this some kind of joke?” My voice trembled in the end as I held my phone close to my ear. My throat went dry as I waited for my mother's reply. “A prank? Is that the result of watching nonsense videos? You think your Dad's life is some sort of joke?” Mom snapped on the other side of the line.

"So quick question, am I going to be a Grandma soon?" "Mom!", My mate who heard her was giggling , I tapped him jokingly. My mom was laughing hard in the background. " Just kidding, you and your mate should come down for dinner, hm " " Okay mom , we will soon", "Okay darling", My mom said and ended the call.

I did not wait for her to continue. “It is a joke I share with my Mum agape mou. It is something we always laugh about every time I come visiting.” I revealed with a self-deprecating snort at my Mum and she laughed lightly. I could feel my mate trying to control the humour from twitching her lips also. Much better!

" I gripped the phone, barely holding back laughter. Since we started going out, Seth had always known just how to charm my mom with little gifts and money. She saw him as some kind of hero and would always tell me to stay in line. She must have gotten some kind of sweet deal to rush over and play peacemaker without even bothering to ask what the whole mess was about. I kept my cool, did not bother with excuses or arguments, and just waited for her to run out of steam before I ended the call. The phone screen was still glowing when I hit up the client group chat and dropped the bomb. [Hey everyone, I'm thinking of leaving Hoffman Real Estate. If you need anything property-related down the li