You move again and again because one move leads to another move ,and sometimes you just feel, your childhood feels wrong, and this place feels wrong .Find a new job, a new apartment, your neighbor’s dog named kidney that terrifies you Your neighbor is a new friend, and when he invites you-you to go because that’s what you do. His wife is sullen with red wine, glancing at you, and you understand, she does not realize this about you because you chat with her husband like you do like people and he chatters back nervously, only he usually pretends not to like them because of the wife. Hence the nervousness. Kidney scratches behind a closed door down the hall. Your job is in an office with bright yellow walls, and you point to them and say you now know what it’s like to work inside the sun. Everyone laughs Soon they call you sunny. You get a promotion, and you go to the neighbors to celebrate, and the wife, takes kidney for a walk. Neighbor is excited about the development. Now things slow down. Your coworkers sense something. They make calls, fix blind dates for your lunch hour. None of them are Moonies. You wish you could be friends with the neighbor’s wife who hates people, but you, after all, are a person too. Tour mother says three houses opened up in their neighborhood and they are all good deals. Your dad snores in the background She says, and I broke another plate today -I ran into your high school sweetheart, No, not married Bald as a bat. You move somewhere new -new job, the new neighbor has no wife .so you sleep together. You walk in along. At the office, they call neighbor’s Nighter Nighter gets thin You realize he does not like people. Again your coworkers sense something You hear whispers around his name. You close your door boy do you miss old neighbor? Your mother calls says-we are still here. Dad is snoring. She says we bought three new plates today .and one for you. The problem with people, one person leads to another person, and no one’s who you want them to be, even mother feels wrong, and the next one feels wrong You move backward. Hello neighbor, Hello kidney, Hello wife that hates you But you say to your neighbor, I do not hate you, but I do when I get restless. Will you chain my hair to your kitchen chair? Will you be my Moony? Wife leaves with kidney Goodbye you are unhappy being fastened down the rest of your life, But it’s the only way to stop moving. ., Now try to ease your tension.
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