A man has a terminal illness and isn't sure how long he has left to live, so he talks to his doctor. The man asks "How long am I going to live?" The doctor says "Depends, what time is it?" The doctor then looks at his watch and says"10" The man asks "Ten what?" Then the doctor keeps going"6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1"
if gay means happy then i am now straight
I am a registered sex offender im just playing i'm not registered yet
I am an actual police officer (Not gonna mention with which department in case they actually check this site) and tbh I find these jokes funny as fuck, carry on boys
I make suicidal jokes because I am a suicidal joke. And now for my closing act at the end of the rope.
Being alive is so expensive I am not even having a good time doing it
Uh six teachers are annoying. Thank god I am not getting picked on at school or on this website.
make sense of what I am saying, This is a LIE- and that's the TRUTH.
what am I? answer: a Riddle.
A black Jewish boy runs home from school one day and asks his father, “Daddy, am I more Jewish or more black?” The dad replies, “Why do you want to know, son?” “Because a kid at school is selling a bike for $50 and I want to know if I should talk him down to $40 or just steal it!”
Today I feel diving. Today I feel penalty. Today I feel tap in. Today I feel ghosting. Today I feel finished. Today I feel a bench warmer... I know what it feels to be discriminated... I was bullied because I am Pristiano Penaldo
🧀:C’mon tomato!
🍅: I’m trying to ketchup.
🧀:You’re a mile away.
🍅: I am a tomato! It’s not that easy for me to ketchup.
I am throwing a party in space can you help me planet
I am Michael Jackson, and my pronouns are HeHee.
We stop by the reception desk, but the receptionist informed us “I am wan kin the manager.” So we just left in disgust!
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i am no longer anonymous
if im racist to evrybody am i even racist?
What's the difference between me and a registered sex offender?
I am not registered.
Father: I am taking your toys to the orphanage
Son:why
Father:you’ll need them there
Why am I still alive? Pills give me stomache, blood makes faint, height frightens me...
