Quotes About Humor

Then you will simply have to see for yourself. Touch me, lass. Feel my ...sock." His silver gaze sizzled with challenge, as he unzipped his zipper. Uh-uh." She shook her head for added emphasis. Then find me a pair of trews that doona threaten to sever my manparts.

There are more balls in twenty feet of street here then there are in all of Dublin, and I'm proud to be swaying in the nut sack.

Why have you chosen to spare me?" "I want us to be…what is your word? Friends." "Psychotic rapists don't have friends." "I was unaware you were a psychotic rapist or I would not have offered." "Ha." I'd set myself up for that one.

What have you stuffed in your pants, MacKeltar?" she demanded. "Nothing that wasn't God-given," he replied stiffly. Gwen stared. "There's no way that's part of you. You must have gotten a sock or something stuck. Oh, my." She pried her gaze from his groin.

Sighing dismally, she acknowledged that some things just weren't humanly possible - not even Martha Stewart could fold fitted sheets.

He looks at me, looks at my head, and his lips twitch like he's trying not to bust out laughing. "You don't need that... whatever the fuck it is." "Ain't dying by Shade. It's a MacHalo.

A wing or a thigh? Ah, I'm afraid we don't have any thighs left.

Get back on the bike and tell me where to go." "I'll tell you where to go," I muttered sourly, and he laughed.

I don't know about you, but I call impromptu vomiting harm.

I mock everything. Don't take it so personally." Adam Black

It's why I laugh so much. If my face is going to stick, I'm going to like looking at it.

Little testy tonight?" "That woman's boobs do not belong in your face." "It's not as if I can see yours at the moment." "Well, you're damn well going to feel them. Soon." "One hopes," he murmurs.

When Christian pushes into the brick wall of the building catty-corner to the rear of BB&B—first left on the Dark Zone side—and disappears, I melt down in a fit of the giggles. I toss a rock at the spot where he vanished. It bounces off the brick and clatters to the cobblestone. I'm feeling twenty shades of Harry Potter's train station, especially when he pokes his head out of the wall and says impatiently, "Come on, lass. This is hardly my favorite place to be.

Oh, please," I rolled my eyes, "You're a leftie, Barrons." "Touche, Ms. Lane," he murmured.

She says, all serious like, Lor, you're a really sweet guy (who the bloody fuck is she talking about? I'm looking around the bed but it's only me and her)...

Her shoes squished with the movement and, as she peered uncomprehendingly down at them, a tadpole emerged from the leg of her jeans and flopped about on the ground. " Eew! " She pointed a shaking finger at it. "A tadpole. I had a tadpole in my pants!" "Lucky tadpole," he murmured.

With the Book hitching rides, hiding on people, guess we're all going to be dressing like skanks for a while, huh? Skintight or skin. Dude, everybody's everything's gonna be hanging out, and some o' those fat chicks at the abbey are gonna gross my eyeballs right outta my head. Muffin tops and camel toes, gah!

Humor is a girl's best friend. The world's a funny place.

He's trying not to laugh. I tell him I would have doomed mankind for him, and he tries not to laugh.

I'm sorry, Silvan. I didn't mean to wake you." "I wouldn't have missed seeing my son getting barricaded in the privy by a wee lass for anything. Bonny fortune with your plan, m'dear.

I snicker at my joke. Dude, if ya can't crack yourself up, ain't never gonna crack anybody else up.

You're no joy to live with, I can tell you that!" "I smile sometimes. I even laughed about your Ã¢â'¬Â¦ hat.

They die like superheroes: cracking a joke. Like they're just going to get up tomorrow and fight another day. No fear. Balls to the wall until the bloody end.

See that blonde down there with the big tits? I was about to get laid." "One, I'm too young to hear that kind of stuff, and two, I don't see you carrying a club to knock her over the head with, so how were you going to accomplish that?