
Family jokes
Ugh, don't you just hate it when you're having sex and your parents walk in the room and say, "No more dead babies for your mister, we are running low!"
My disabled dad went to the grocery store.
He got lost and yet they couldn’t find him.
Finally, he was found after a kid told them he was in the vegetable aisle.
1, 2, 3, 4, your sis is such a whore,
5, 6, 7, 8, she has cum on her face.
Well, tell her that Halloween is the best holiday because you can hide Easter eggs under the Christmas tree while eating a big Thanksgiving turkey.
When your little brother hears noise from your room and you're the only one in it.
My grandpa said I'm too reliant on technology... so I screamed that he was a hypocrite and I unplugged his life support.
The orphanage said I couldn't go home.
Your dad is gone.
You know we straight with doin' your mom.
Why are orphans always sad?
Because their parents aren't there to cheer them up.
If you kill someone, that's murder.
If you kill a family member, that's still murder.
If you kill a child, that's "child abuse."
Why can orphans give all you people posting all these stupid orphan jokes over and over again a good kick in the face?
Well, what are you gonna do, tell their parents?
P.S. Stop posting stupid orphan jokes over and over again.
Why do orphans have dry cereal?
Because they're still waiting on the milk.
Why is it okay to make fun of orphans?
Because they can't tell their parents.
What’s the difference between an orphan and a flower? One of them gets picked.
I was at my grandpa's this weekend and I sent my online girlfriend nudes, and when I sent them, my grandpa's phone went off, so he went on his phone, then my girlfriend replied.
Why can’t an orphan be gay?
They don’t have a closet to hide in.
What do you call an orphan that sings a solo?
Mom: Remember, you can tell me anything.
Abbie: I had sex with dad.
Mom: Go die in a hole!
I'ma tell these to my adopted sister.
Bruh, people always makin' jokes 'bout how their dad left, well in my story it was the mum that needed milk.
