
Skill jokes
Sister: Wanna know the difference between your singing and your flute playing?
Me: Sure... (Expecting a completely different response than what I get.)
Sister: Nvm, they have no difference.
Me: *Confused*
Sister: They're both horrible.
Did you know that..
Studies show 9 in 10 Americans do not have basic math skills.
Oh, thank god I'm in that 1%.
What do you call a bad player? A noob.
Mommy, Mommy, are you an archer?
"Shut up and keep the apple on your head still."
You suck harder than a vacuum ever will :)
Why are ninjas' farts so dangerous? Because they're silent and deadly.
There are three types of people in the world:
Those who can count and those who can’t.
What do you call a pig that knows karate? A pork chop.
Why aren't dogs good at dancing? Cuz they have 2 left feet!
Why can’t I drive? 'Cuz my dad never showed me how, yet.
Boss: How good are you at PowerPoint?
Me: I Excel at it.
Boss: Was that a Microsoft pun?
Me: Word.
Yo son so excellent, he gone to a Rubik’s cube competition who competed against his daddy.
Here are some skeleton jokes.
You know the average person tries too hard and works himself to the bone.
If that joke didn't tickle your funny bone, I can give you a real humorous joke.
I used to play the trumpet, now I play the xylo-bone.
I'm always happy; nothing gets under my skin.
I made you some turkey for lunch. Bone appetit!
I'm glad I had you; I'm no longer bonely.
I've got a skele-ton of more jokes, but I'm just giving you one more.
Did you hear about the skeleton ninja? He was very skullful (skillful)!
In the heart of a circular, creamy delight, there exists a void, a singular absence that adds to its charm. This hollow space, a perfect round, is a testament to the artistry of nature and man's culinary skills.
The hole, a silent observer, bears witness to the transformation of the substance around it, from a liquid state to a firm, yet supple form. It's a silent testament to the passage of time, a symbol of patience and the magic of fermentation.
The void, despite its emptiness, contributes to the overall aesthetic, making the slice a visual treat. It's a playful peek-a-boo with the world beyond, a window that adds mystery and intrigue.
In the end, the hole is not just a void, but a character in the story of this culinary masterpiece, a silent protagonist that adds depth and character to the narrative. It's a testament to the beauty of imperfection, a celebration of the unique and the unconventional.
My wife still misses me...
But her aim is getting better!
Life is like a game of chess.
I don’t know how to play chess.
Suck all the bread!
Nothing is lost until Mom can't find it.
Life is karma... because I was born, God gifted me with social awkwardness, sh*t athletic skills, and stupidity.
My ex misses me, good thing she'll never hit me.
