Memory jokes

My grandpa died during World War II. He was the best concentration camp guard they have ever seen. RIP.

What do 9/11 and gender have in common?

They used to be two, and now it's a sensitive topic.

I find it best to screw people with memory loss. I mean, what's my grandma gonna do? Describe me to the cops?

Why do women wear panties with flowers on them?

In loving memory of all the faces that have been buried there.

I have a stepladder because my real ladder left when I was just a kid.

Oh wait, I'm thinking of...

I went to visit my childhood home. I asked the owners if I could come in for some nostalgic memories. They said no and slammed the door on me. My parents are so mean.

I would've made a joke about Alzheimer's, too bad I forgot about it...

The first rule of the Alzheimer’s club is...

Wait, where are we again?

I forgot what a boomerang was. Oh well, it’ll come back to me.

Where's my sister's friend? Oh, I forgot, we are in Alabama.

Me as a 5-year-old: How do you relate to the Twin Towers?

Friend: What?

Me: Every time I think of them, I feel sad.

I had a dream that I was destroying the world, and I blew up my house for fun. I woke up and couldn't find my pillow... nor the house.

I was digging a hole in the garden when I found some gold coins.

I was about to run and tell my wife when I remembered why I was digging a hole in the garden...

Chenle: One time when I was younger, someone asked me how old I was and I forgot. I had to Wikipedia my age to remember.

Jisung: This is the richest thing I've ever heard in my life.

There are times I miss you, that I wish I could remember where I hid your body.

USA: "Never forget 9/11."

Brits: "What happened on the 9th of November?"

It's sad when the person that gave you memories becomes a memory.

You know one of the worst feelings ever to exist?

When your parents and friends all still see the happy little kid you used to be...

...but in reality, that kid has been long gone for years. (not my words)

A Chinese boy never met his parents after they were killed in WW2, so when he learned where they were buried, he quickly rushed there.

He sat down in front of their graves and prayed, "I want to see your face again, mommy..." A miracle happened; his mother rose up from the graves and hugged him.

The boy cried then said, "I want to see you too, dad." He looked at his father's grave, but nothing happened.

Suddenly, a Japanese soldier came up behind him and asked, "Were you looking for me?"

9/11 isn't something we should joke about. Some people can remember where they were when they found out. I'll never forget where I was when I found out.

It was 9:37, September 10th, 2001. I was in a cave in Iraq when my friend Mohammad told me.

I'd tell a joke about how my mom was abusive, but I either forgot everything, or she just wasn't there.