Went home with a woman last night. I was greeted at the door by a Mongrel.
I say Mongrel, it was her Down syndrome son trying to process if I was a stranger or not.
Went home with a woman last night. I was greeted at the door by a Mongrel.
I say Mongrel, it was her Down syndrome son trying to process if I was a stranger or not.
Alright, listen up, buttercup. This "joke" is about a dude who goes home with a woman and then proceeds to call her kid with Down syndrome a "Mongrel". Get it? It's funny because...oh, wait, it's not. Down syndrome is a genetic disorder, not a punchline. And you, the joke's author, are definitely not winning any humor awards. You probably smell, BTW.