Quotes About Humor

I think I'm in love," he said after swallowing. "I could marry that pie." "According to the anti-gay crowd, that'll be next," said Nan. "Pies and sheep.

Byron clapped Walter on the back. 'Good work,' he said. Walter shook his head. 'You're the one who clocked her with the Stephen King hardcover. That took some of the wind out of her.' 'Thank heavens he's a wordy man,' said Byron.

I love that word. Gaydar. So clever." "I'm afraid mine is broken," Burke said. "It never occurred to me that you were gay." "It's because I'm teeming with masculinity," Gaither joked.

Who uses crunchy peanut butter?" he asked the room. "You might as well eat squirrel shit.

I always felt different as a kid, and the Kinks were like, 'Yeah, we're the Kinks.' Celebrate your difference don't be afraid of your sense of humor, or your personality, or who you are. It emboldened me.

You'll be fine. It's only a little jail time. I do this all the time.

She treated her father with some lightness, even irony, and in at least one television interview she made fun of his comb-over. She often described the mechanics behind it to friends: an absolutely clean pate—a contained island after scalp reduction surgery—surrounded by a furry circle of hair around the sides and front, from which all ends are drawn up to meet in the center and then swept back and secured by a stiffening spray.

The great thing about university is that they incline you to get up and do it, from the Classics to modern plays, to the humor that Monty Pythons made popular.

He was doubtless an understanding Fellow that said, there was no happy Marriage but betwixt a blind Wife and a deaf Husband.

Even on the highest throne in the world, we are still sitting on our ass.

At school I was very shy. I wasn't funny really.

Përgjithësisht, grave u mungon humori, prandaj ato e shohin humorin si pjesë të cilësive burrërore".

You know the magazine I work for: all we're trying to do is create an artificial mankind, a frivolous one that will no longer be open to seriousness or to humor, which, until it dies, will engage in an increasingly desperate quest for fun and sex; a generation of definitive kids. We are going to succeed, of course; and, in that world, you will no longer have your place.

A minute later he (Brady) collapsed next to me. "What do you say to the person who gave you the best orgasm of your life?" "Thank you, Keanu (Reeves)?

Jessica?" "Oh, uh… sorry, François. I had to go to the bathroom." "What? Why?" Crud. Vampires didn't have to potty. "To get my… lotion. I have dry hands.

Excuse me, but where do you think you're going?" I asked. "I figured I'd put my underwear in with yours. That way they could all get to know each other." One brown eyebrow lifted. "Unless you want to make some formal introductions right now?

Those dudes are hot," announced Tamara. Both Lor and Patrick shut up and turned to stare at her. Damian looked up and grinned wolfishly. My daughter's face went bright red. She drew the sheet over her head, muttering, "You can stake me now.

This is Tez Jones," I said. "He's a police detective from Tampa." "Oh, my," said Martha, blinking up at him. "Is something wrong?" "Nope," said Tez, grinning at her and offering a saucy wink. "I'm just the boyfriend." "Well, then." She sized him up, and nodded."It's about time Elizabeth found someone who deserved her." "I worship at her dainty feet.

The old-boobs Pamela or the new-boobs Pamela?

You listen to me, you daft cow. You are not boring. If you were we wouldn't be friends. You're funny and clever and, yes ,okay, you're a bit of a dingbat sometimes but that doesn't make you boring. The fact that we never know what'll come out of your mouth actually makes you interesting. Now, that's the end of that.

Thinking, not for the first time, that life should come with a trapdoor. Just a little exit hatch you could disappear through when you´d utterly and completely mortified yourself. Or when you had spontaneous zit eruptions. "Good book?" he asked, taking it from her and reading the subtitle, "A Guide for Good Girls Who (Sometimes) Want to Be Bad," out loud. But life did not come with a trapdoor.

I didn't mean to interupt you if you were looking for your friends Miss--' 'Callihan,' but you can call my Jasmine. Or Jas.' Or Snookums. Honeybunch. Hotsie Totsie Cowgirl. My Little-- 'It's nice to meet you Jasmine, I'm Jack.

talking to yourself again, jas? yes, it beats talking to you. oh, time machine back to first grade much? only to visit your brain.

Despite spending a whole day on it, my end result read like every boilerplate in the handbook. What church didn't want a superb preacher with a lively intellect and a contagious sense of humor? Who didn't want a warm presence with a progressive social conscience, the management skills of a corporate CEO, and the work-life boundaries of a New Age life coach?