What does a woman do when she leaves the battered women's shelter?
"Cook my dinner, if she knows what's good for her."
What did the kangaroo ๐ฆ bring to the cookout?
A jump rope!
I asked my mom if I can help her out with the cooking, she answered yes.
A few hours later, dinner was ready and dad came to join. Mother said, "Honey, can you get the mashed potatoes?" Dad said, "Why, sheโs right here."
If two feminazis are carpet munchers, which one in the lesbian relationship cooks?
They both don't because both of the carpet munchers are too busy eating each other's pussy ๐ ๐คช ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ ๐ญ ๐ค ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ฅฐ โบ๏ธ
My mom was cooking dinner and asked me if I could get her a cutting board.
"No, I need you to take off your shirt and lay on the island so I can cut some chicken."
I told my brother if he wanted to have a wonderful first day of school, then he should put a cookbook in the women's sports section at the school library.
Where can white people cook better than Black people?
On Fatherโs Day.
At the library, I got in trouble for putting a cooking book in the women's section.
How do you know when your vegetables are completely cooked?
The wheelchair rises to the top.
Hello, I am back with more mind-blowing facts.
1. Why are cookies called cookies and bacon called bacon when you bake cookies and cook bacon?
2. If you tuck your shirt into your trousers and it is called tucking your shirt in, does that mean if your shirt is over your trousers, doesn't that mean it's called tucking your trousers into your shirt?
Karien: Mom, I don't care if you're dating a new guy, I want you and Dad to be together!
Daiana: Sometimes things don't work out, like when it didn't work between your father and me. Time to move on, Karien.
Karien: Well I'm not moving on! I can't believe you love someone else!
Daiana: Karien, just give him a chance. His name is Derek, he loves cooking, cleaning, and anything that has you doing something.
Karien: That is so boring!
Daiana: Well just work with me please?
Karien: I'll give you a day... 24 hours, Mom!
The pie tasted weird today.
Then I realized that my mother likes cooking pie with human flesh from C town.