Joke: Girl Notices a Guy Standing in Front of Her House Every Evening

Gracious Egedegbe
Apr 27, 2019
04:03 A.M.
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Action, they say speaks louder than words, little wonder why a young lady who noticed a man's persistent visits in front of her residence decided to question him.


After about a dozen months, a woman who seemed to be in her prime paid ardent attention to a regular visitor at the front of her home. The man had managed to keep up his routine of standing outside her house, as he concentrated on his phone, and took sneak peeks at the lady without saying a word.

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After much contemplation, the spinster assumed he was a shy guy who had his feelings bottled up. She felt he was in love with her, as she was with him.

She notified her relatives and they supported her notion, they even took it a step further by setting up a possible union between the two “LOVERS!" In the course of all the preparations, it appeared the lady had never been involved in a dialogue with “ Mr-shy-guy.”

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When she decided to converse with him, she realized that he was well…

Their conversation went thus:


“Hi, I'm Jada.”


“Hi, I'm Smith.”

A man and a woman having a conversation outside a house | Photo: Getty Images



“I appreciate your patience and decency; you have been standing in front of my home every day for about a year now. So I understand that you're in love with me and too shy to say it. I really like you too, and will love it if we get married.”


“Forgive me, sister! Your home WiFi doesn't have a password, so I come here every evening after work to use free WiFi and chat with my girlfriend.”


OMG! That wasn't even the anticipated response! Mr-shy-guy wasn't scared to establish a connection after all! Here's another joke that will definitely cheer you up!

I was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist. I noticed his DDS diploma, which showed his full name.

Suddenly, I remembered a tall, handsome, dark-haired boy with the same name who had been in my high school class some 40-odd years ago.

Dentist sitting in front of his computer | Photo: Shutterstock


Could this be the same guy that I had a secret crush on, way back then? Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought.

This balding, gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was way too old to have been my classmate. I asked him if he had attended Morgan Park High School.

"Yes. Yes, I did. I'm a Mustang," he beamed with pride. 

Dentist and assistant attending a patient | Photo: Shutterstock

"When did you graduate?" I asked.

He answered, "In 1959. Why do you ask?"

"You were in my class!" I exclaimed.

He looked at me closely. Then, that ugly, old, bald wrinkled, fat, gray, decrepit son-of-a-gun asked, "What did you teach?"