Fear jokes
Why are Black people afraid of ghosts?
Because ghosts remind them of the KKK.
Q. What movie is a fat person most afraid of?
A. The Hunger Games.
Why was 6 afraid of 7?
Because 7 was black.
Why is six afraid of seven? Because seven ate nine.
Why is ten afraid? Because he’s in between nine and eleven.
Why was Balls afraid of Magic?
Because Magic eight Balls.
Why was 6 afraid of 7? Because seven ate nine.
But 10 was afraid, why? Because it was in between 9 and 11.
Why was 10 afraid?
Because he was in the middle of 9 and 11.
Why is 10 always scared? Because he was in the middle of 9 and 11.
The bear rug on Chuck Norris's floor isn't dead, it's just afraid to move.
Why is 10 always afraid?
Because it is between 9 and 11.
Michael Jackson, who's terrified of adult women, once had a girlfriend, but broke it off with her. When she asked him why, he said, "It's not you, it's me-hee-hee."
Why was 6 afraid of 7? He wasn't. 61.
Why was six afraid of seven?
Six, seven.
Why was 10 scared? Because it was scared of 9/11. And why did I have to take a fall? I have nothing to do with the big II.
Why is 10 afraid?
Because it’s in the middle of 9/11.
Why didn't Michael Jackson have a girlfriend? He's afraid of women.
You know how 6 was afraid of 7 because 7 8 9?
Well, how do you think 10 feels being in the middle of 9 11?
Why was 10 scared? Because of 9/11.
Why did the straight white caucasian male cross the road?
Because a black person was approaching.
Lemme tell you a little story.
It’s night. You’re in your room, trying to sleep. But you keep hearing it—scratching. Soft at first. Like fingernails on wood. You tell yourself it’s rats, or the house settling. But it keeps going. Slow... then faster.
So finally, you get outta bed. You get on your hands and knees, put your ear to the floor. And you hear it. A voice. Whispers. Crying.
Your heart’s pounding. You grab a crowbar. You pry up the floorboards. One by one. Your sweat’s dripping into the dust. The noise gets louder.
And finally... you peel back the last plank.
And you see these eyes. Wide and terrified. And a pale little face staring up at you.
BOOOOOOO!!!!
It’s Anne Frank.