Squirrel: I got a joke.
Dog: What the hell is it?
Squirrel: I clicked my nuts and clicked my poop.
I tend to think my ‘depression’ is for attention. I guess I have depressed depression.
My dad is like my depression, you need a suicide letter to find him.
Me: Now I know why Michael Jackson turned white.
The police: You finally figured it out.
Your reflection.
Poopoo man.