Quotes About Humor

What's he doing? Bethany asked. He's bowing.'Good day milday. Bethany giggled. Crocodiles don't bow. They should when they meet a princess.

Oh,Angus, where's the beef?

Ye know, Cork Courrant-Porky Implant. Tis a jest Ian

I was thinking about stopping at a restaurant. Would you care to join me?" She shifted in the car seat to face him, causing him to glance at her legs once again. "Are you asking me out?" "No." "Will you purr if I tickle you behind the ears?" "No." "Will you dance the samba for me in your hot pink sequined thong?" "No." "Do you always say no?" His mouth twitched. "No.

Ta-da! The man whipped open his coat. Shit! He wasn't wearing any clothes at all. She grimaced. Just her luck to go vampire hunting and find a flasher.

Robby wasn't sure what beef stroganoff looked like, but he took grim pleasure in being called a mean and nasty dude.

She looked at Connor. "How old are you?" His jaw shifted. "I doona discuss my private life." "I can translate that for you," Phineas offered. "It means he's embarrassed he was a caveman and ate brontosaurus burgers for lunch." Connor arched an eyebrow at him. "The correct translation is 'sod off.'

You're a vampire?" Shanna's eyes widened. "No. I'm the same as I ever was." "Oh, thank God." Caitlyn pressed a hand to her chest and collapsed onto the chair. "You scared me to death." Shanna smiled. "Relax, sweetie. I'm not a vampire." She patted her arm. "My husband is.

Can we talk now?" she asked. "Nay, we need to . . . load the dishwasher." He padded into the kitchen and took his time rinsing everything in the sink before stacking it into the machine. He even scrubbed the pot he'd warmed the soup in. When he closed the dishwasher, she was waiting there, holding a mop. She offered it to him. "Do you want to clean the floors now? And sweep the porch? I think the antlers on the moose head need polishing.

I'm too sexy for my cape...

Someday her prince would come. And he'd be a rich and hairy Alpha dude who howled at the moon and pissed on fire hydrants.

Right. I can see it now. Merry Christmas, everybody! And by the way, did I tell you I'm a vampire? No need to pass the gravy, just bare your neck-

She wiggled until her nose and mouth found a pocket of air. After a few deep breaths, she realized her precious pocket of air was the crevice between his legs. Wonderful. She was doing heavy breathing on his crotch.

What did ye talk about with the ladies? Lots of things, she replied The Three step rule, oral sex- Holy Christ Almighty He pressed a hand to his brow. They were supposed to teach you how to shampoo yer hair, no' give you instructions on oral sex!

why did he have a small army of kilted Highlanders? Where on earth did a person acquire such an army? Did he place an ad in the paper—Wanted: small army of kilted Highlanders?

I'm too sexy for my cape, too sexy for my fangs. Too sexy

Good grief, he'd fallen into his death sleep with a hard-on. Was it possible for a stiff to be that stiff?

Gregori snorted. "If he's a real Scotsman, he's going commando." "Really?" With a grin, Wilson walked over to his workstation. "So tell me, are you a real Scotsman?" He grabbed a blow dryer. " 'Cause I feel a breeze coming on." Dougal groaned. It was going to be a long night.

You're a clever one. Her eyes twinkled with humor. We'll have very clever children.

Her cheeks flamed with heat as her gaze shifted downward with a look of horror. There's something hard in your breeches, and I think it's moving!

She leaned over him to pull the waistband of his flannel pants down. His erection popped out, startling her. Oh! She fell across his thighs. Oh my. Good heavens. He groaned and dragged his hands down his face. Ye needna stare at it in horror. It willna harm you. Its . . . really big. He snorted. It comes in peace.

Yer skirt invites a man's attention. I've seen handkerchiefs that were bigger." She swung her handbag over her shoulder. "At least I wear underwear under my skirt." "I hope they're nice since everyone is sure to see them.

I thought I saw a puddy tat." He grinned. "You did, you did.

There is funny ha-ha, and there is funny peculiar, and beneath a trapdoor in Kevin's mind is a place where the two blur together, the place of jokes, churning so furiously frequently, when it kicks up a line, he has no idea what it will turn out to be.