Mores jokes
Depression is like therapy; the more you see it, the more you get used to it.
What did the skeleton say to the other skeleton? "I've got a bone to pick with you!"
That was a real rib tickler. I've got a skele-TON more of the skele-PUNS!
The moment you realize that school Kahoot! games are more competitive than the Super Bowl.
There are more genders than there are cars in a Walmart parking lot.
I think there will be many more jokes afoot! đź‘Ł
A boy and his mother survived a car crash.
The boy asks his mother, "Was that like how I was born? A hard smash?" The mother replies with "More like an accident."
What do you call an orphan with parents?
Idk, I never met one before.
Bonus joke: I went up to an orphan and asked where his parents were. He said, "I don’t have any." I said, "Wonder why."
Another bonus joke: Me: Hey. Orphan: Hey. Me: What do you do for fun? Orphan: Look for my parents. Me: Me, so they're not dead? Orphan: No, they just abandoned me.
More bonus: What do you call a homeless kid?
An orphan.
Last bonus: Why don’t orphanages teach kids about home?
Because they can’t find one.
lmao this is so funny, dark humor can be funny. Sorry, orphans!
What time is it when you cannot walk anymore? Time to get a wheelchair 🦽
What time is it when your kids stay home from school? S'no time!
What comes to visit more often than your aunt? Your acne.
Iran? More like tin can, cause we’re going to kick their teeth in, am I right?
Your spelling is more morbid than any of these jokes.
Goats are so lazy these days. Computers have more RAM.
Why can't all guys be more like Kenny? He doesn't get all upset when his mom isn't in the mood.
I wanted to have sex, but I share a room with my brother, so we made a code. "Tomato" for faster, and "cheese" for more, and I shouted, "Tomato, tomato, cheese, cheese." My brother said, "Stop making sandwiches, you're getting mayo on my bed!"
I love Brussel sprouts more than I love myself.
Waiter says, "Sir, we ran out of ranch, so I had the boys in the back improvise. But don't worry... It has even more zip & twang to it!"
You know how we all have different sides? Well, I have a suicidal side. (Here a bang in the next room.) Oh well, not anymore :)
My mom: "Dear, I don't know why your grandma is spending more time with her friend Carla, can you spy on her?"
Me: "Your mom gay lol."
My mom: "Don't talk about your grandma like that, you rude girl."
You: "Your mom gay lol."
The more suicidal people there are, the less suicidal people there are.