Short jokes

Short jokes

Teacher: Ok kids, time to go home.

The orphan: What is home?

Teacher: Here, I have somewhere for you.

*puts in trash can*

What hit the ground first, the feather or the depressed kid?

The feather, the rope was stopping the kid.

I used to be into necrophilia. Until that rotten cunt split on me...

I remember having a crush on my math teacher, so I winked at her and said, "Don't worry, babe, I'll call you later."