Curse

Curse Jokes

One day, a priest and a nun went to play golf together.

In the first shot, the priest missed his shot and said, "Fuck, I missed it!"

The nun replied, "Hey, you should not curse."

In the second shot, the priest missed his shot again and said, "Fuck, I missed again!"

The nun replied, "Hey, stop swearing, or else God will punish you."

In the next shot, the priest missed once again. He shouted, "Fuck this, this game is bullshit!"

The nun replied, "Enough! God is definitely going to punish you anytime now."

Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck the nun and killed her. The clouds separated from the sky, and there was a voice in the sky saying, "Oh, fuck, I missed!"

Gwen-Kind-Positive-Lends a Helping Hand- Stops Bullies- Does Most Helpful Work.

Addison Banks- Positive Voicing-Stops Hurtful Words.

ALYA-Powerful in Thought- Helps- But Sadly Is Gone.

Prince-Always Backed Up Gwen- But Sadly Is Gone Too.

Watersharky-Helps When Needed-Backs Up Anyone- Curses When Needed- Helps People Through Depression.

These Are The Legends, There Are More Out There You Could Be One Too Just Lend a Helping Hand.

OK, OK, what's up with the fake Gwens? I am going to use a test to see who is real or not.

The real Gwen will know this. When did I come onto this website? Next question, what is my real name, and do I go on cursing rampages? Only the real Gwen can complete this test with the right answers.

Carly (๐Ÿ˜Š): What a beautiful day, huh?

Bianca (๐Ÿ˜”): Yes, for you it is.

Carly (๐Ÿ˜Ÿ): What's wrong?

Bianca (๐Ÿ˜•): Nothing, nothing at all...

Carly (๐Ÿ˜ ): Don't lie to me...

Carly (๐Ÿค”): Hmmm... Jordan???

Carly (๐Ÿ˜ˆ): Because if so, I can take him out like this...

Bianca (๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜’): Thank you... no... and I don't give a damn anymore!

Carly (๐Ÿ˜ ): Bianca, trust me, you don't love him anyway!

Bianca (๐Ÿ˜’): Please, Carlyana, please keep your fucking face out of this.

Carly (๐Ÿ˜ˆ): No need to curse, I can do that to Jordan if you want...

Bianca (๐Ÿ˜”): Well... shut your mouth and leave me alone!

Y'uree: Bruh... listen... gangbang... sex... the same.

Halyei: Hello Y'uree and Jarod. How are you guys today?

Y'uree: Well, sexy girls like you should be ass-fucked or fucked so hard that all you can do is talk or nothing at all?

Halyei: Thank you, I suck dicks too!

Jarod: Are you Breya???

Halyei: No... do I look like that flying bastard???

Jarod: Ugh... no... baby, you're free to go!

Halyei: Sorry, I miss cursing and having sex with her too! Sorry for being an idiot. I really miss her. Maybe you and I can give her a threesome??? No, I'm not gay! WHY!!!!!!! Can you come to the please fuck me! It's the fuckable girls contest and I want to win! Sorry!

there has to be someone that hates watersharky he curses at u if u say one thing about his friends or him. He just is mean and needs to leave.

Myrtle Beach has a clear blue sky and sunny weather, a pleasant place to visit as a family. Don't you think they are not evil creatures, and do you think they have them?

"No, there are no ghosts or evil creatures." You can say that, but don't be surprised when Gina Claw Scare comes for you, aka GCS for short. Gina Claw Scare was born in North Carolina in August 1991. She died in 2000. No, that's not real. WRONG. Gina's real name was Gina Clawien Scaren. Yes, that's why her name is Gina Claw Scare. Why did she die? I know, right? She died from a curse from her bad companions. We never knew their names. The curse sent her down a dark path, demons and hate comments from people on Instagram, Facebook, and the worst jokes on the site.

Gina Claw Scare loved fire, which means she was a pyromaniac. She would rise from the grave in which she was buried. Did what? Stop, for real this time!

They buried her on a lawn in the forest that caught fire. "HARSH MAN!" I know, right? She rises from that grave, she comes for the people who call her by name four times. Then she beat the drums and set your house on fire! A fire so harmful that you can feel hurt, friends. You can hear everyone's screaming, and then become like her. Never say her name. NEVER.

There was an American wrestler from Texas named John, who throughout his high school career had never lost a match. As he went on into college he continued undefeated. He became a national icon and symbol of American strength.

News began to circulate of a Russian wrestler who was fierce and unstoppable. As each wrestler's legends grew, a match was set up between the two, America versus Russia. The match would be held in Texas.

John began training immediately. Every day his coach would tell him, โ€œThis Russian has a move called the Mongolian Death Grip. No one has ever escaped the Mongolian Death Grip. DO NOT let him get you in the Mongolian Death Grip.โ€

The day of the match finally came. Just before each wrestler stepped onto the mat in front of the capacity crowd, the coach once again said, โ€œWhatever you do, do not let him get you in the Mongolian death grip. No one has ever escaped the Mongolian death grip.โ€

Four seconds into the match, the Russian had the American in the Mongolian death grip. The coach buried his face into his hands and cursed John for not listening to his advice. All of the sudden he heard the crowd irrupt in a chant of USA USA USA. He looked up and saw the Russian pinned by John. The coach ran out to meet John and embarrassingly told him, โ€œI didnโ€™t see... Once he had you in the Mongolian Death Grip I looked away. How in the world did you get out of the Mongolian death grip?โ€

With heavy breath, John told him, โ€œWell coach, that Russian grabbed me and twisted my body in ways I never imagined possible. I was wincing in pain when I open my eyes and right in front of me were two testicles. So I bit them.โ€

โ€œWhat???โ€ Said the coach... โ€œJohn I donโ€™t think that is legal. You could be disqualified.โ€

โ€œI donโ€™t know about that coach. But I can tell you one thing. You ainโ€™t got no idea how strong you are until you bite your own balls.โ€

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