My sister said that I need to stop with the audited butt:
I got it from her when I was born.
Me: Knock knock.
My sister: Who's there?
Me: I eat mop.
My sister: I eat mop who?
My mind: I eat my poo.
My sister getting it.
Once my sister was a sister, now she's a blister.
My sister told me words don't hurt her, so I chucked a dictionary at her.
Screw sister from a mister or brother from another mother. We besties from another testie.
One day I caught my sister talking to my girlfriend, and she said, "You never told me you're lesbian." I said, "No, not at all." My girlfriend asked, "Why did you not tell her?" and I said, "Because every time I bring a girl home, I hear too much noise in her room, and I never get the chance to kiss them because she's cleaning the trash." She said, "Yeah, the trash is her junk."
Knock knock.
Who's there?
Terrier.
Terrier who?
Your Halloween decorations are terri-fying!