Me: Looks like a girl, sure as h3ll I don't sound like one.
Michael Jackson: Looks like a boy, sure as h3ll don't sound like one.
That [is] what we have i[n] commen, but if you mix up my gender I won't give a F about it. Michael Jackson not so much : )
You're so bald, when you wear a turtleneck, you look like one!
You're so bald that when you wear a poncho, you look like a broken condom.
You're so bald, when you wear a turtleneck, you look like roll-on deodorant!
Why are the Twin Towers mad?
They are like pepperoni and cheese as a plane.
Why do orphans air?
It’s invisible just like their parents.
Why did Sally fall off the swing? "Why?" 'Cause she had no arms.
Why did Sally drop a broom? "Why?" 'Cause she had no arms.
Why did Sally go swimming? She didn't like not having arms.
Knock knock. "Who's there?" Not Sally, she hasn't come back yet.
Your hairline is like a math expression, there is no solution.
POV: me telling a joke.
My dad: nobody likes a smart-ass.
Me: Nobody likes a smart-ass until the smart-ass finds a cure for cancer.
Yo mama's armpits are so hairy, it looks like she's got Buckwheat in a headlock.
What would you like as your last meal?
Fried chicken. Extra crispy.
Cemeteries are so popular! People are, like... dying to get there.
Straight men change their girlfriends like they change their undies. So, about once a month.
Your hairline receded like the girls did after the party.
At a party, a young wife admonished her husband, "That's the fourth time you've gone back for ice cream and cake. Doesn't it embarrass you?"
"Why should it?" answered her spouse. "I keep telling them it's for you."
During Halloween, my friend went as a skeleton.
He refused to go into the haunted house. Looks like he was SPINE-LESS.
How is the world like a box of crayons?
Nobody likes the white ones.
And a side note, it's multi colored.
Tell me a joke about my hairline.
No, because he don't got one, feel like Donald Trump, it don't move.
I know this girl, Kamelah. She say, "What are you looking at?" I said, "I’m just tryna figure out why it look like Santa stole your hairline."
How does a hillbilly mother know when her daughter is on her period? Her son’s dick tastes like blood.
