Good jokes

I can't remember the last full conversation I had with my grandfather.

Good thing is, since he hit his head, he can't remember either.

Three good friends decided to meet in their favorite caffe.

The meetup was a successful one, because they all enjoyed themselves.

I was trying to make a joke about fighting, but I couldn't come up with a good punchline.

Here's a good tree joke to spruce up your day!

I am not that good at making ice jokes, but it will suffice.

Why did the bodybuilder go to the crustacean church?

Because it was a good source of mussel mass!

Why are orphans so good at tennis?

Answer: Because they never knew what love was.

They say that bad things happen to good people.

So if you get run over by a car just know you're a good person.

Why did the crows form a charity?

Because it's all for good caws!

How names were named.

"I have to go because my tailor is at the gym where he will chase coal before dawn."

"SAY THAT AGAIN. SO MANY GOOD NAMES!"

Why was the rapper so good at math?

Because he had great FLOW-CULUS skills!

Like a work film, to take new in the center.

More good, Tar de Spring is the mill Murray Hurlowar Skelett Dwight Dowl - for its general help!

I'm so good at talking to myself but not to others.

Why was the rapper always calm during storms?

Because he had a good FLOW.

Why was the rapper always in good shape?

Because he never skipped a beat!

Why don't rappers ever make good chefs?

Because they always drop the beet!

Why was the rapper so good at math?

Because he could always count his bars.

When a woman is something weeks or months pregnant and her stomach has a visible bump, everyone rubs her tummy, but no one tickles the husband's balls and says, "Good job, buddy!"

My kid runs in today to tell me that he found a floating cow, but when he got me to come and see, all I saw was a piñata with a tail and white spots. Such a stupid child. So after that I gave him a nice refreshing drink from the toilet and a few of those chocolate sprinkles. (: I'm such a good parent...

Mom: ON THE PHONE WITH CHILD- Honey, is Dad late to pick you up again?

Child: No, Mum. Dad is here, but he is talking about me to Mrs. Lili, the math teacher.

Mom: Can you hear them?

Child: I think... they are watching a good movie.

Mom: Why do you think that?

Child: Because I keep hearing this *HOLDS ONTO PHONE* and clap, clap, clap.