My jokes

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Milk

  • My dad went to go get milk. He came back 7 years later, and we had to send him back because he got the wrong milk.

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  • Hole

  • I was digging a hole in the garden until I found some coins! I was about to tell my mum when I remembered I was digging a hole in the garden.

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    Life

  • Dad: Hey son, wanna hear a joke?

    Son: Sure thing, dad!

    Dad: Your mother and I are getting a divorce. She found out that I was sleeping with the neighbor's dog!

    Son: I don't get the joke, dad.

    Dad: It's my life, son! My life is the joke.

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    Children

  • How many children does it take to screw in a lightbulb? Not 27, because my basement is still dark.

    Child

  • What is the difference between Michael Jackson and my uncle? Nothing, they both steal children.

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    Master bait

  • My brother wanted to go fishing. I told him he had to learn how to "master bait". Go look it up on YouTube. Guess who is grounded?

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  • Dog

  • I named my dog "5 miles" so I could say I ran five miles today. I ran over 5 miles.

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    Feminist

  • There is a feminist group in my town.

    It is called Gal-Qaeda.

    (I actually got this from The Simpsons, so credit to the show.)

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  • Monkey

  • I went up to my mom and asked how humanity started. She said it started with monkeys, so I went up to my dad and asked. My dad said it all started with Adam and Eve, so I told my dad that mom said humanity started with monkeys, and dad said mom was telling her side of the story. LOL🤣

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    Baby

  • Ex: baby i miss u.

    Me: sorry i can't talk, i'm at a funeral.

    Ex: who died?!

    Me: my feelings 4 u, bitch.

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  • Ash

  • Two tall trees, a birch and a beech, are growing in the woods. A small tree begins to grow between them, and the beech says to the birch, “Is that a son of a beech or a son of a birch?” The birch says he cannot tell, but just then a woodpecker lands on the sapling. The birch says, “Woodpecker, you are a tree expert. Can you tell if that is a son of a beech or a son of a birch?”

    The woodpecker takes a taste of the small tree and replies, “It is neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch, it is, however, the best piece of ash I have ever poked my pecker into.”

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