My only friend who actually cares: "Stop making suicide jokes, I’m really concerned!"
Me: Okay, I’ll cut it out.
I started a new job. My boss said, "Hi, my name is Rebecca, but people call me Becky." I said, "My name is Kyle, but people call me Dick."
She said, "How do you get Dick from Kyle?" I replied, "You just ask nicely."
My woman is a nine on a bad day, but she’ll be 10 on her birthday.
My son was thrown out of school for letting a schoolgirl wank him off.
"That's the third school this year..." I said to my son, "... Maybe teaching isn't for you."
My friend was in a crash, so when he got put in a wheelchair, people bullied him, so I told him to stand up for himself.
I told my friend that we should dress up as P. Diddy and Drake for Halloween and ask parents if their kid wants to come over for a sleepover.
I make suicidal jokes because I am a suicidal joke. And now for my closing act at the end of the rope.
The Twin Towers ordered a pepperoni pizza. They got plane.
Today was the worst day of my life. My ex got hit by a school bus, and I lost my job as a bus driver.
I was going to make a pun about math, but my answers never add up.
Feel my shirt...it's boyfriend material.