Friends jokes
My friend that was in a wheelchair was getting bullied, so I said, "Stand up for yourself."
I went to visit my friend who is a stand up comedian and I asked him, "Why do you have so much art supplies, clothing fabrics, and building supplies in your basement?"
He responded with, "I don't know what it is people think I need it all for, but almost every time I perform, people tell me I need new material!"
Small word of advice: Don't wait till next month or next year to do stuff with the people you love, because they may be gone by then. You don't realize, but every second there is someone who dies, and it just could be your loved one.
My friend says, "Time flies when having fun," so when he was gaming, I threw his clock to test that theory.
What is you main food?
Me: Pizza cause I'm cheesy.
Friend: Chocolate chips cause I have a lot of friends.
Girlfriend: Donut cause I have a lot of cream.
My friend asked me if bees can fly in the rain. I replied, "Not without their yellow jackets!"
Why do orphans that go to their friend's house get this reaction from the friend's mom:
"Go back to your house, it's late." "Finn, wait, can I have your mom's phone number?" "Finn, wait, aren't you an orphan?" "Wait, don't you have a phone, Finn?" "Wait, I forgot, you don't have a phone because nobody wanted to get you a phone or to get you."
I only have a few friends, like if you relate.
Based on a true story.
I asked my friend Cammy what is 55+68 and he was to say it in words, he replied with "swebin".
Are your forehead and hairline friends? 'Cause they go way back.
In the realm of poetry's grace, Where words dare to embrace, A request comes with a quirky plea, To give life to what the eyes may see.
"Pussy lussy cussy," it begins, A playful phrase that surely spins, And though the words may raise a smile, Let's craft a verse that goes the extra mile.
In free verse, we'll dance and sway, Allowing thoughts to have their say, For poetry knows no bounds or rules, It's a canvas for expression, where freedom fuels.
But let's remember, dear friend, To keep our words kind and lend, Respect to all, in every line, For poetry's power can truly shine.
So, let's journey on this poetic quest, With words that honor and truly impress, For in the realm of art and verse, We find beauty, in each line immersed.
And though "Pussy lussy cussy" may make us smile, Let's seek inspiration that runs deep, mile after mile, For poetry's magic lies in its ability, To touch hearts, souls, and set thoughts free.
In this short verse, may you find delight, As we paint with words, both bold and light, So let us write, with grace and art, A poem that sings straight from the heart.
Why was the kinetic sand always happy?
Because it was kinetic with its friends!
"hvhuhdsjcjdsijdskdsivhdsvhsjdvnsjdvdshvgdshgsdhfgh" That's what my friend said when he gave an EpiPen. I don't know why, though.
Friends = your power level.
Emo kid = power level: 0000.
"Are you taco to me? I nacho friend."
A guy cut me in the lunch line. After that, a rock was thrown at him by my friend.
Me: I just came home from Africa, and guess what I saw.
Friend: I don't know.
Me: A black market.
Why don't orphans have any friends?
Because they don't have homies.
Why did the deer cross the road? Its friends deered it to.
My friend told me an EMO joke once, and I said, "EMO jokes aren't funny, cut it out!"