Someone jokes

Orphan

  • If you want to pick on someone, pick on orphans. Let them tell their parents.

    Double!

    Where did Sally go during the bombing? Everywhere!

    Triple!

    Why did Bob cross the road? Because he wasn't wearing his seatbelt.

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  • Masturbation

  • Life isn't about pleasing yourself and that you have to do things for the sole benefit of God.

    It’s like masturbation. Sometimes it’s not getting yourself off, but getting someone else off too. That’s what thighjobs are for.

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  • Suicide

  • Me: I'm home, ma! Here's her with a new dad. Her: Go hang with someone. Me: Gets the noose, goes to fav tree. I love you, ma. 🙂

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  • Fat

  • You're so fat, when someone calls you fat, you get depressed and cut you a slice of cake.

    Bear

  • I told my friend that someone accused him of blowing dead bears. I said I defended him by responding that I saw 1 get up and walk away.

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  • Bone

  • Never break someone’s heart, they only have one.

    Break their bones instead, they have 206 of them.

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  • Sense

  • They say we have a primal sense, that we can just feel when someone is watching us.

    It’s been a few weeks, and it's clear that you do not have that sense.

    Conductor

  • A conductor was conducting a song. At the end, he threw his conductor's stick and killed someone. He was put to the electric chair, but nothing happened. They asked why he didn't die, and he replied, "I'm a bad conductor."

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  • Depression

  • They said I was depressed, I should make an effort to do what I love.

    I had to pay a hooker for twelve hours work.

    ... I felt nothing, but it was nice, being with someone who felt the same.

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  • Week

  • Someone complimented me on my driving last week. They left a note saying, "Parking Fine!"

    Teacher

  • Teacher: Now class, if you are dumb, please stand up.

    Class: no one stands up.

    Teacher: Oh c’mon. I know someone over here is dumb. *waves her finger around the left side of the room*

    Little Johnny: *stands up*

    Teacher: Oh, Johnny, you think you’re dumb?

    Little Johnny: No, I just feel bad you’re standing alone.