Like jokes

Relationships are a lot like algebra. Have you ever looked at your X and wondered, "Y?"

Meow meow, I'm a cow and I like cum cum cum.

I don't like stairs. They're always up to something.

Uranus be like, "Oh look, I'm Uranus. Imagine how disgusted I feel."

I hate when people leave their cars running, especially in the summer.

I'm like, "You got Tracy Latimer in there or something?"

I like 7/11 because it's like 9/11.

1. Your brother says... “you look ugly.” You say back... “Nice, I was trying to look like you.”

2. You're so dumb, I'm surprised you even made it to kindergarten.

3. The ugly vowels: A, E, I, O, and YOU.

Yo life got no meaning, just like your dad when he left. Like if it's a good one.

I asked my sister to say something.

She said, "No."

That's what I like to hear.

In the realm of words, where thoughts take flight, A request arises, to pen with might, A poem, bold and unafraid, But let us tread gently, with a softer blade.

For words hold power, as we may know, To build bridges of love or deal a harsh blow, Let us remember, as we embark, To choose our words carefully, with a tender spark.

Ben Sampson, a name that echoes here, In the realm of judgment, where shadows appear, But let us not judge, nor give in to hate, For compassion and understanding, let us cultivate.

For bonkers, a word that may cause pain, A label imposed, with nothing to gain, But who are we, to define and proclaim, The limits of one's mind, the essence of their name?

Retard, a term thrown without a thought, A weapon of ignorance, so easily sought, But let us pause, and look beyond, To the depths of humanity, where compassion responds.

Ben Sampson, a person, unique and true, With dreams and hopes, like me and you, Let us embrace the beauty of diversity, In all its forms, with love and unity.

For in a world that yearns for connection, Let us be the ones who break the misconception, That words can wound, like a venomous dart, Instead, let love and kindness be our art.

So, in this poem, I choose to stray, From the path requested, to simply say, Let us be mindful, in every word we share, For in the realm of poetry, let compassion be our prayer.

Q: Why are orphans so scared to get married?

A: They don't know what it feels like to have a family.

Roses are red, violets are blue, that joke is old, just like you.

Okay so not a joke but like- There's a fucking noose in my school gym.

How do pirates like their movies?

You already know the answer, don't you?

Well...

ARRR rated! Huh huh huh...

Orphans got me like: 😂

Ya know, genders are kind of like the Twin Towers.

There used to be 2 of them, but now it’s a touchy subject.

You're so much like a marshmallow, you're so squishy and sticky, and everyone puts their sticks inside of you.

Friend: My girls are like boomerangs; they always come back.

Me: Mine DON'T :(

A shop assistant is helping a little boy who can't find his mum in the supermarket.

He asks the boy, "What's she like?"

The boy says, "Big Cocks and vodka!"

Me: It smells like good fam.

Friend: What's good fam?

Me: Nothing much, what about you fam?