What do you call a 5-year-old with no friends?
A Sandy Hook survivor.
What do you call a 5-year-old with no friends?
A Sandy Hook survivor.
*Hears the news about Sandy Hook* Person 1: "God, I can only imagine what was going through those kids' heads in the last moments of their lives..."
Person 2: "Probably Bullets."
Person 1: "OMG!! Can you even think of what their parents are going through?!"
Person 2: "Probably Coffin Brochures."
Person 1: "...."
Person 2: "It's called dark humor. Dark humor is like food, not everyone gets it."
What do you call a kid with no friends?
A Sandy Hook survivor.
How do you knock out 26 kids in one punch?
You give them a Sandy Hook.
Those poor kids at Sandy Hook, all they wanted was books. Instead, they got magazines.
My friend had this annoying little kid that always used to yell and scream when he didn't get what he wanted. I told my friend there's a new attraction a few states away he could take him to.
Confused, my friend asked me what it was. I told him, "The Sandy Hook Experience: Where you come in and leave with a 'hole' lot of fun."
How do you punch 40 kids in the face at once? Hit them with a “Sandy Hook”.
What's the difference between a Palestinian and SpongeBob's Sandy Cheeks?
One is living in a bubble, the other one in rubble.
I feel bad for the kids at Sandy Hook. All they wanted was books, but got magazines instead.
What do you call a 5th grader with no friends?
Sandy Hook survivor.
How do you knock out 26 kids in one punch?
Give them a Sandy Hook.
What's the only punch that can knock out a 21 year old?
A Sandy Hook.
What kind of punch do little kids give to other little kids? The Sandy Hook.
What do you call an ass on a beach?
Sandy cheeks!
What kind of punch hurts a kid the most?
A sandy hook.
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