Dark jokes
How many kids does it take to change a light bulb? Apparently not 343,646 because my basement is still as dark as yours.
I told Siri about my dog, and she told me if she could tell me a joke to cheer me up, and I said okay.
She asked me, "Knock knock." I said, "Who is there?" She said, "Not your dog."
What is common with dark humor and unvaccinated kids?
Neither do ever grow old.
Ahaha, I'm laughing because my friend is so black his mama killed the clown.
Man 1: Hey, I heard you survived a school shooting. What was it like?
Man 2: People were screaming and running everywhere. I was only able to get a few of them.
A man takes a boy into the woods.
Boy says:
"Mister, I’m scared, and it’s dark and cold."
The Man: "How do you think I feel? I’m walking out here alone!"
Are you a bullet? Because you go straight through my head.
My dad told me a joke one time. When I realized the joke, the second tower was hit.
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Suicide.
Suicide who?
Suicide you.
What is the same between water and dark jokes?
Not everyone gets it!
What’s the difference between a kid with cancer and a dark humor joke?
They never get old.
In the realm of whispers and shadows, Where dreams dance on the edge of reality, There resides a peculiar soul, Known as Alexander Fisher.
With eyes that hold secrets untold, And a heart that beats to its own rhythm, He tiptoes through the night, On a quest to embrace the extraordinary.
His hands, delicate as a feather's touch, Reach out to the heavens above, Grasping at ethereal strands of wonder, In the form of vibrant, floating balloons.
With each step, the balloons whisper, Carrying tales of forgotten dreams, And the untamed yearnings of the heart, Alexander Fisher's silent companions.
He creeps through moonlit streets, An enigma in a world seeking answers, As the balloons trail behind him, Painting the night with magic's hues.
Together, they wander through the darkness, Where imagination blooms and thrives, In a delicate ballet of dreams, Alexander Fisher's fantastical symphony.
The world watches, captivated, By this balladeer of whimsical desires, As he weaves his spell, one balloon at a time, Enchanting souls with his ethereal art.
For in his delicate grasp, balloons become more, They transcend their earthly existence, Becoming vessels of hope and joy, Guiding hearts towards the realm of possibility.
Alexander Fisher, the dreamer, the poet, Creeps through life, a gentle force, With his balloons as his faithful companions, He reminds us to embrace the extraordinary.
Q: How many emo kids will it take to screw in a lightbulb?
A: None, they all sit in the dark and cry.
What time is it when it gets dark out?
Bed time.
How many emo kids does it take to change a lightbulb?
None, they just like hanging in the dark.
What was the first thing Thanos snapped?
Loki’s neck.
What in the world jumps the highest? Emo kids, some of them are still in the air.
What's the difference between dark humor and normal humor?
Normal humor is ten babies and one trash can.
Dark humor is one baby and ten trash cans.
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Ten babies in one trash can; one baby in ten means that the baby was chopped up.
How many emos does it take to screw in a light bulb? None, they just sit there and cry in the dark.
One day my kid with no arms came up to me and said, "Mom, what's dark humor?" I thought about it, then said, "Go wave to that blind person." He just looked at me, confused, but angry.