Worst Jokes Ever

Worst Jokes Ever

Hey, pass me that crowbar, please.

Sure... y’know, before the crowbar was invented, crows had to drink at home.

Went home with a woman last night. I was greeted at the door by a Mongrel.

I say Mongrel, it was her Down syndrome son trying to process if I was a stranger or not.

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  • What’s the difference between women and cars?

    At least cars retain some of their value after getting wrecked.

    Why did Shakespeare only write using quills?

    Pencils confused him: 2b or not 2b.