Identity jokes

What do we call a Canadian gay, disciplined cunt?

What’s the difference between autism and gender?

Gender is binary, autism is a spectrum.

Question: "You're-a-American" when you're not in the restroom and when you come out of the restroom. What are you when you're in the restroom?

Answer: European (You're-a-peein')

Why are transgender people like confused kids?

Because they both don't know what they want to be in life.

I'm Gay.

What's the difference between a retard and a normal person?

A normal person is not named Josh Wakling.

Imagine being gay like Joe Mama!

I always say I'm single, which annoys my wife.

What does the B in Benoît B. Mandelbrot stand for?

Benoît B. Mandelbrot.

Hey, dude man. I'm a dude man.

What do you call a Navajo with a lot of cash?

Johnny Cash.

Ur mom gay, lol.

What did the officer tell the lioness after she said she was a dog?

Oooooooooh girl, you lion!

What is your name?

My ankle is named Samantha.

I always felt like a man trapped in a woman's body. But then I was born.

But in my defense, I was young then, and I had a womb without a view.

Why do you never see gay people in wheelchairs?

You can’t be a fruit and a vegetable at the same time.

Fritz Cheng was asked to write three articles on the subject. He went to his grandmother and advised her: "Question: Kill people! I am sorry, Mr. Fritz, I am looking for his brother—what do you suggest?"

Brother: "I'm Superman. I am Superman!"

Fritz remembers entering the room. That's Alfredo's question in front of the TV: "Do you have any advice?"

Fritz tells a story from his school days. "Remember our words?" said Professor Fleck. "An artist? Is that true? Frison, who are you?"

"I am Superman. I'm Superman," he said. "I hope to meet the president."

I'm straighter than a rainbow.

Inside a room full of squares, buckets, and tints, there are two inspectors. One is called Mr. Right, the other one is called Mr. Wrong. Because of their names, the first one is trusted more than the second one.

Mr. Wrong eventually got tired of that and worked on a plan for how more people could trust him. He took a jigsaw and he started to cut into his brain and sawed away half of his brain. It was still working.

Then he took a loaf of toast, cut it into half and glued it on his head, and then he made a strawberry cream and sprayed it on the toast. Because people couldn't recognize him as "Mr. Wrong," he was able to solve more cases.

Hi, what's your name?

I don't know, I'm disabled.