Rose jokes

ok this isn't a joke but it's funny.

Roses are red, nuts are brown, Skirts go up, pants go down. Body to body, skin to skin, when it's stiff, stick it in. It goes in dry, comes out wet, the longer it's in, the stronger it gets. It comes out dripping and starts to sag, It's not what you think, it's a lipton tea bag.

Get your mind out of the gutter.

Roses are red, life has no meaning, voices in my head, are constantly screaming.

Roses are red, Violets are blue, I've got genital warts, Soon you will, too!

Roses are red,

my life is a disaster,

the children are fast,

but the combine is F A S T E R!

Roses are red, Obama is well spoken, I'm sorry sir, but the ice cream machine is broken.

Roses are red, violets are blue, all these orphan jokes have ruined this site. Fuck you!

Roses are red, violets are blue, You missed your lesson today, so you are gay.

Roses are dead, violets smell like poo, I got a big fucking shotgun, what you gonna do?

Roses are white, violets are white, everything is white. I’m racist.

Roses are red, I sniff marijuana, I have five fingers, The middle one is for your vagina.

Roses are red, violets are purple, lay in my bed so I can suck your nurple.

"Roses are red, shut up and go to bed."

Can't anyone relate to this? BEAT WATERSHARKY!!! -Oops!-By- Air Attack Productions and Yung Gravy-Ayy, supercalifragilisticexpiali dope shit Supercalifragi lick my ex be on some ho shit Superman, I get dem bands but ain't gon' buy you roses Super-duper get them cougars, took my wrist and froze it Super-duper hoes Y'all got Oompa Loompa hoes I ain't never knew ya hoes Prolly still ran through 'em, though.

Oh, wait, wait, I, I do know your ho? You talkin' 'bout, you talkin' 'bout Tracy? Nah, you mean like, like, Tracy with the ass? Tracy with the, with the Honda? Shit, well.

Oops, baby. Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsy daisy. Never knew that was your boo, baby. Hit her five times in the coupe, Mercedes, whoopsie daisy. Oops, baby. Gravy hit my bitch, yeah, whoopsie daisy. I just tryna hit, it's my duty, baby. Sippin' on the goose, like Boosie, baby. Yeah, I said oops, baby. Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsy daisy. Never knew that was your boo, baby. Hit her five times in the coupe, Mercedes, whoopsie daisy. Oops, baby. Gravy hit my bitch, yeah, whoopsie daisy. I just tryna hit, it's my duty, baby. Sippin' on the goose, like Boosie, baby.

Lil' bitch, I'm happy and I know it so I clap them fuckin' cheeks, yeah I'm happy and I show it to your momma in the sheets And I'm happy she's a freak ho, happy so my teeth glow Yeah, my bitch elite, I be clapping every week My neck, my back, got your momma on my sack My checks, my racks, it's the return of the motherfuckin' mack And I stay with the pack, though. Clap, clap, then I'm out the backdoor. Lil' Pillsbury, I stack dough. Walkin' with a limp, like a crack ho.

Yeah, I said oops, baby. Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsy daisy. Never knew that was your boo, baby. Hit her five times in the Coupe, Mercedes, whoopsie daisy. Oops, baby. Gravy hit my bitch, yeah, whoopsie daisy. I just tryna hit, it's my duty, baby. Sippin' on the goose, like Boosie, baby. Yeah, I said oops, baby. Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsy daisy. Never knew that was your boo, baby. Hit her five times in the Coupe, Mercedes, whoopsie daisy. Oops, baby. Gravy hit my bitch, yeah, whoopsie daisy. I just tryna hit, it's my duty, baby. Sippin' on the goose, like Boosie, baby.

Roses are red, Violets are blue, I'm stuck on the Eston Front, And so are f***ing you.

Roses are red, violets are fine, I'll be the six, you be the nine.

Roses are red, Violets are twisted, You bend over, You're about to get fisted.

Roses are red, so is my gun. Why do you ask? Because it's full of blood.

"Roses are red, I'm a girl, Now go and take a hike."

Roses are red, violets are blue, like my hole, Uncle Bill is making me full, better run here he comes!

Roses are red, you are gay, and that's it.