Every time someone calls me fat I get so depressed I cut myself...
A piece of cake.
Every time someone calls me fat I get so depressed I cut myself...
A piece of cake.
What do the Twin Towers and genders have in common?
There used to be two until they divided into multiple pieces.
When I die I want to have a piece of paper near me giving a clue on how I died, like, "I want everyone to miss me except for this bullet," or, "You didn't hang with me but guess what did?"
I saw a piece of cheese and it told me a joke, but the joke was too cheesy.
Being the first to move in chess.
It’s a white privilege.
My doctor said I need to lose calories, so I got a piece of paper, wrote "calories," and lit it on fire.
When I feel depressed, I like to cut myself another piece of cake.
A friend of mine told me this joke a long time ago and I have never forgotten it.
A worm was crawling over a train track, and a train ran over him and cut off his ass. The worm turned around to get the piece of his ass back and another train ran over him and cut off his head.
BAD IDEA and a lesson to us all.
NEVER LOSE YOUR HEAD OVER A PIECE OF ASS!! LMAO (literally, kind of)( pretty sure you get it)