Minecraft Funny Jokes

It is the English version of my book named No Pera [In Bengali] which stands for No tension in English It is a pretty relatable book because it's like a book about the friendship and bond. Its Funny too.... trust me.......

I used to be a human, but the grinch did know, he took the Christmas out of me. I pretended to be vengeful, angry, terrible, but I look Iike a pup to them. How I wish the once upon a time will end, but life must go on. So how can I.

I am Racist. … I mean, my name is Racis T. I was a stand-up comedian. The flop one. The one who only get laughs when someone else is making fun of him. Anyway, I was doing one such show in a bar and since I like dark humor, I was cracking jokes around that. The show I was doing was in a run down bar, frequently visited by wicked tattooed motor bikers sort of people. I spewed some humorous jokes but no one seemed to get them as they were not laughing or maybe they got the jokes, that’s why they weren’t laughing. All in all, they were ignoring me. Being ignored didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was starving to death, therefore, I decided to go darker. Though, I shouldn’t have done that. One of my jokes or maybe all of them triggered a man and as a result, he head-shotted me and I died on the stage. But see this : A man got triggered and he pulled the trigger. I did some word play here. But who cares. I am dead anyway. All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing and loving me and girls too. I am a true artist. I don’t care about money. All the money I would have earned I would be giving it to others. I would distribute 0.001 percent of all my money to the people in need. I don’t care about money at all. Nevertheless, a death is a death. So my story ended. Though, if there is an afterlife I would like to become a successful comedian, have a loving wife and have good enough money so I can afford only a three time meal and a humble private yacht or a jet will do too. I don’t care about money anyway. That was my dying wish. Though, I am using ‘though’ too much, don't mind. So yeah, as I was saying, I had that wish only if there was an after life and turned out… There really was an after life. Though, (‘though’ again?) it wasn’t what I wished for at all!!

"I think am in love with Ishtar's husband," Nadia Browne said suddenly, and it sounded like a joke to her best friend Sonia.

Heartbroken after catching her boyfriend cheating with his colleague on Valentine's Day, Anya impulsively proposes to a stranger in a fit of rage. The stranger, a charming and enigmatic man, accepts her proposal without hesitation. As Anya grapples with the consequences of her impulsive decision, she discovers that her "husband" is not just a random passerby, but someone with a mysterious and powerful connection to her life. He's not just a stranger; he's her boyfriend's boss, a man known for his wealth and influence, but who has kept his true identity hidden from Anya. Now, trapped in a web of lies and deceit, Anya must navigate the treacherous waters of her unexpected marriage while uncovering the truth about her "husband" and his hidden agenda.

In a dark night a skinny male walks out of a house shaking with iron armor on and a long diamond sword he walked forward and began scavenging with a torch in his left hand his with people in black robes with crossbows in their hands and a banner with a weird symbol in it follow this man closely i watched intently as i reported it to a gang located in a warehouse.

Tom. A friend. Not a foe. A friend. (made for an inside joke)

Jin-Su is a very funny, very cute and very mischevious guy though he doesn't act that way...he looks bored and sad most of the time...he need someone to cheer him up but no one comes so he decides to write a secret diary anonymously of his life and it's not as sadistic as you think...

"Why don't skeletons fight each other?" She turned to look at him, her eye brows furrowed. "How does this have anything to do with the dire situation we are in?" She gripped her scythe, tightly. Fear still gripping her. He kept on talking as if he didn't hear her. "Because they don't have guts." Before bursting into one insane laughter that filled her with warmth. Fear slowly dissolving, she joined to. Few moments after the laughter died. "Your joke... It wasn't funny." His eyes widened, comically holding his chest in hurt. "Ouch!" Before flashing a hot crazy grin. "Well that wasn't the purpose in the first place though it wouldn't hurt if it was funny. Now you are much relaxed, don't you agree?" Funnily enough she was. They both stared down at the ruins. "Our inner monsters make excellent dance partners once you learn to lead." He started again this time his voice much solemn. "But what if it refuses?" She closed her eyes. Thinking about it was stressful. "Tame him with kindness or bribe it with chocolate it works with mine... Then you'll dance in the battlefield like a battle fiend you are meant to be like everyone's watching and the monster inside you is your hypeman. Whatever works." ------------------------------------------------- A suicidal psychotic girl scarred by the loss of her childhood best friend and mother which no one believed existed transmigrated into a very unusual world. On waking up in her new body she discovers that her previous body owner didn't make life any easier for her. Especially when she killed The Royal Sixth Princess of Alvaron. And well killed herself. Amanise is caught in a murder case she didn't actually do. And why everything seems 'normal' in the beginning she soon discovers that real things lurk in the dark. And it wasn't her laundry pile under her bed. ---------------------------------------------------- Hi am XR, A new author with my first book. English isn't my strong suit but I will make the read enjoyable. Though it's new, Don't miss out on the ride is gonna be amazing. THE BOOK COVER IS MINE. Peace.

well i guess this is it ... wait why wont this world let me die ? is this some kind of joke ?

《Random Stories》 [This novel is made just for fun and entertaining reading purposes, cause I'm not funny :P] [Not every chapter will have the same storyline or character]

"A thrilling action novel infused with jokes and a touch of life lessons."

WARNING ‼️‼️ ‼️ ‼️ Contains explicit content and strong language. Thanks for reading in advance. “Get married to me, and I will make you have a great stand in this firm,” She broke out into a peak of laughter, as did Marcello and Emilio. “Did I say something funny?” I asked and her laughter seized. “Wa… wait, you mean what you said?” "Do I look like someone who have the time to joke around?" I asked as she gave me an odd stare. "I would be willing to transfer my share of this firm to you if you agree," ****** The life of Isabella Alessandro, a young and renowned Prosecutor in one of Italy's top law firms, took a dramatic turn when she decided to celebrate her divorce at a club, only to wake up the next morning in the bed of a dangerous mafia king, who turns out to be a rival of her father. Captured by her charisma, he decided to pursue her and make her only his, not out of love but to bring about her downfall.

Do deities play practical jokes on mortals? My new life in a new world is gratifying, so far, but I can't help but wonder why. There are no men and these women are ridiculous. One all-female race after another, in this part of the world, at least. Amazons, Elves, and Fairies; each with strange quirks and bizarre personalities. I keep collecting more of them as I try to carve out a place for myself in this world. Author's Notes: I intend this to be a lighthearted comedy, as well as a fun and intriguing power fantasy. I won't write anything disturbing, and I will make it as funny as I can. 11/21/24 I only just noticed that the webnovel reader changes my formatting. I was using an extra space between paragraphs to denote a scene change. Please leave a comment if you find any confusing parts. 11/30/24 I'm going on a trip I've been planning for a while in a couple days. I will try to keep writing and publishing while I'm away, but I expect a slower pace. 12/22/24 I've had some technical and creative difficulties writing for the past few days. But I assure you, as long as people keep reading this and I don't get too many bad reviews, I will keep writing this.

Omer has a knack for finding humor in the most unexpected places. From his witty comebacks to his lighthearted pranks, Omer's life is a whirlwind of laughter and surprises. But behind his sharp sense of humor lies a deeper story—one of resilience, self-discovery, and connection. "Joke With Omer" is a heartwarming tale that weaves comedy with moments of introspection, as Omer navigates the ups and downs of friendship, love, and the challenges that life throws his way. This book invites readers to see the world through Omer's unique lens, where every situation holds the potential for a laugh and a lesson. Whether it's turning everyday chaos into comedy or uncovering joy in the darkest moments, "Joke With Omer" is a celebration of the healing power of humor and the importance of never taking life too seriously.

[A god is a paradox.] This is the theme of the novel, [Hero's Downfall], which Arcine wrote for funsies and laughs. The novel was a piece of satire as glorious as it was horrendous, with shallow characters, petty squabbles, and black-and-white villains and heroes. There was no depth whatsoever. And yet people kept reading until the very end, bound by the idea that the entire novel was a big joke. Life would make a similar joke on our trash author Arcine. Plagued by three different types of cancer, paralyzed from the waist down, and suffering from severe mental degradation at a young age, it was as if everything he had written was being thrown back at him. His suffering would continue even after his death. In a new life. Inside his garbage-tier novel.

Ethan is a prince who is sold into slavery for being useless. He eventually finds himself amidst several other people like himself who make a plan for escape. The plan succeeds, but leaves him scarred for life.

An adventure of two friends in Minecraft.

A Novel based on world of Minecraft. Note: This fiction takes the logic of Minecraft and modifies it. We follow Steve on his adventures throughout the blocky overworld His brother, Brian, now known as Herobrine turned to the darkside, and the result was their homeland getting obliterated. The threat of a new wither coming as well as more of the nether leaking into their overworld threaten the balance of their blocky home. Now Steve has to travel across his world, allied with others to stop this threat from taking their home.

Steven woke up in a forest with nothing but the clothes on his back. Unsure of anything beyond his name he soon finds that this world he finds himself in is very hostile and he has to use everything within his disposal to survive. A Minecraft-inspired story Art isn't mine, if asked to remove it I shall.

Synopsis (Narrated by the MC): "They called me a fool. Eight whole years climbing a so-called 'easy' game that no one else could beat. 'Waste of time,' they said. 'Just give up,' they said. But I didn’t. I couldn’t. I knew there had to be something at the top of the Tower of Babel. And I was right. After finally beating the 99th floor, I climbed to the 100th floor expecting a grand boss fight or a glorious treasure. Instead, I got two words carved into a stone tablet: 'Thank you.' A joke, right? I felt like smashing my screen, but then... An email arrived. From the creator of the game, Levi Dog. Weird name, right? But what he said wasn’t funny. 'Congratulations on clearing the Tower. Your gift will arrive tomorrow.' I thought it was a scam. I mean, how would they know where I lived? Turns out, they knew. The next morning, there it was — a colossal, world-shaking tower piercing the sky outside my window. A tower just like the one in the game. Then came the message, floating in front of me like a system screen straight out of an RPG. 'Congratulations on becoming the Administrator of the Tower.' Administrator? What does that even mean? Well, I found out soon enough. It meant I owned it. Controlled it. The tower wasn’t a game anymore — it was real. And I wasn’t the only one who saw it. Gates started appearing worldwide, ticking down like a doomsday clock. I had 30 days before the monsters came flooding out. My 'gift' from Levi Dog came with a cruel twist — the whole world would have to climb the tower to awaken powers strong enough to face the monsters. But they only get one shot. One chance to climb. If they fail, they’re out for good. Meanwhile, I get to watch from above. Watch, guide, and control everything as the Tower’s one and only Administrator. Eight years of struggle, ridicule, and isolation. Now, the world that mocked me is begging me for guidance. Funny how things change, huh?

Seojoon has always been the target of bullies at school, ridiculed for his weight and low self-esteem. His life is a daily struggle of avoiding confrontation, hiding behind baggy clothes, and enduring harsh jokes. But everything changes after a humiliating

Alden wasted his first life. Bound by unseen strings, his every step followed a script he never wrote. Always trapped, yet never daring to break free—until it was too late. But death was not the end. “You’ve squandered your life once. Use that memory as a reference of what not to do.” “That’s just rude.” Summoned by Asta, the enigmatic god of adventure, Alden is granted a second chance. Bestowed the title of Adventure Apostle and tasked with a single command: live a life worth telling. But reality has its own plans. A story worth telling demands struggles worth surviving, and freedom was never free. As Alden charts his path through a strange, untamed world, whispers of unseen forces and shadowy designs follow his every step. To fight or to surrender—what does it mean to truly live when the strings of fate remain firmly out of reach? A journey of curses, gods, and the fragile threads of choice begins!