ANS jokes
I called an orphan Spiderman because he's "no way home."
If you're ever bored, just punch an orphan, because what are they gonna do, tell their parents?
If you’re ever bored, punch an orphan. What are they gonna do, tell their parents?
What’s an orphan’s favorite phone? An iPhone 14 'cause it doesn’t have a home button.
What falls to the ground first if an apple and an emo kid fall from a tree?
The apple because the rope caught the emo kid.
If you’re ever bored, punch an orphan.
What are they going to do? Tell their parents?
Guys, this is so wrong. I'm an orphan and this extremely offends me. I'm telling my parents, um.......
Why can’t an orphan play baseball?
They can’t run to home.
What do blind people and an orphan have in common? Both can't see their parents.
Why is it OK to hit an orphan?
Because they can’t tell their parents.
What does an orphan's family photo called?
A selfie.
This black dude goes up to an Indian guy and says, "What up brotha?"
The Indian guy gets offended and says, "We are not the same."
The black guy then pulls out a gun, and the Indian guy says, "Ok brother, ok brother, we are the same, we are the same."
Do the voice in your head.
If I were alone on an island with Camilla Cabello, and we were never going to escape, I'd rape her. I mean, what is she going to do? Tell someone?
How do you put an end to MeToo? Just fill those combined showers with transgender women.
What is a family photo to an orphan?
A selfie.
I made an orphan website.
But it did not have a home page.
If you can't see your family... you're an orphan.
I know this isn't an orphan joke, but I didn't know where to say it, so yeah.
I threw a nut at the allergy table and screamed, "YES, TRIPLE KILL!"
What's the difference between an orphan and an apple?... one gets picked.
So do you guys know those waterslides that you stand in, and then they suddenly drop you straight down onto the water slide? If not, look them up on YouTube, there's nothing like them.
Ah yes, the sweet memories of my first time on one of these. I feel that my mental/emotional scars have healed enough to tell this gem.
At the time my girlfriend, now Fiancée, worked as a photographer for one of those resorts with the indoor and outdoor water parks. One of her perks was that her and a family member/friend could get into the waterpark for free, so one hot summer day she had off and we both decided it'd be fun to go there and cool down for the day.
While we were there, I discovered one of there most "Thrilling" looking waterslides. Basically you stand in this tube, and then the slide operator presses a button and this slide drops you straight down a good 90 FEET, before you actually start going down the water slide. Me, being a thrill seeker, of course had to try it. So I made the great climb up to the top of the slide, stood in line, and finally it was my turn. Once I got in the tube, the operator told me to keep my legs crossed. Now I'm a pretty big heavy guy, so I was like "That's uncomfortable as fuck, I'm not doing that."
So there I was standing in the tube, having a panic attack from anticipation, with my legs not crossed. The operator finally presses the button, the bottom opens and I fall straight down the water slide. Very quickly I realized why they have you cross your legs. Water shot so far up my ass, so fast, I swear I tasted it in my mouth. My body raced down that slide, as I questioned every life choice that I have ever made.
Once I made it to the bottom, I sat there for a moment, absolutely violated. I felt like someone in an episode of Law & Order: Special Victims Unit. I built up the courage to finally stand up, and all I could feel was the nice warm stream of water mixed with shit, and maybe a little bit of blood shoot out of my ass faster than the Steamboat Geyser at Yellowstone National Park. I quickly got off the slide and ran to the bathroom, with a trail of shitty water tailing me as the slide operator stared in awe. They had to shut down the slide for the rest of the day :'), but man was my asshole clean after that!
Moral of the story: Keep your damn legs crossed on waterslides.
Same thing goes when you are at bible study with a handsy priest.