Slavery jokes
What do you call a group of black people in a shed?
Antique farm equipment.
What does a slave owner use to buy slaves? A Master Card.
Hippity Hoppity, women are property. (sans undertale)
My friend asked me how fast my humor was, and I said it jumps borders. Then he asked how dark my humor is, and I said it picks cotton.
How is slavery different from Pokémon?
The types you can have.
New civil war themed porn title: “Harriet Tubman gets hit with something other than an iron ingot.”
Why was the slave so happy? Because he got his master's degree.
School. School is a slavery joke and a Nazi joke combined.
Two businessmen bought the Milwaukee Bucks for $500 million. They are very excited about their transaction, for this is the only legal way to own black people.
I was walking with my black best friend, and he was meeting my parents, and after I got there, they said, "Who's this?" I said, "Well, I own him."
"Hippity hoppity, women are my property."
At the back of Abraham Lincoln's mind, next to the bullet hole, he was thinking about how slavery is wrong.
What was the most useful tool in the 17th century?
Slaves.
I'd tell a slavery joke, but they've been flogged to death.
Where does cotton candy come from? The cotton pickers!
A young girl was playing in the park with her mother when she asked the question, "Mummy, what's that building over there?" The mother looked at the prison, smiled, and said, "That's where the cotton pickers live."
When slave owners can't get a girlfriend, do they MASTERbate?
When a baby was born to a slave, did the slave owners hang a "Bred in Captivity" sign above the crib?
In fields of gold, where sunshine beams, Monkeys swing and play, it's their dreams. Their fur so soft, their eyes so bright, Picking cotton with delight.
Their little hands so quick and neat, Plucking the cotton, can't be beat. They chatter and laugh, they dance and play, In the fields all day, they'll stay.
Their tails so long, their ears so big, They're quite the sight, it's quite a gig. They're busy as can be, you see, In the fields of cotton, they're free.
So let us marvel at these little thieves, In the fields of gold, they give and receive. Their antics bring us joy and delight, In the fields of cotton, they're always right.
2023- my dad is a cop.
1800- my dad owns your dad.