Worst Jokes Ever

Worst Jokes Ever

One day my girlfriend and I were just hanging out and she needed to tell our dad that we were going out.

What does a person that’s high and Helen Keller have in common?

Both stare off into space.

Unknown be like: "Wah wah, I'm too scared to talk to girls in real life, so I bully random tweens I find online to make me feel better... what a shame."

What is the difference between the Titanic and the Twin Towers?

They both went down.

How can you tell if a heterosexual man has been using a computer?

There is sperm on the screen.

When a woman decides to abort, it is called a decision, but when I run my truck into a playground of kids, it is called murder.

Incest

Our Human Services Minister is just mad because his wife cheated on him 20 years ago.

With their brother.

Incest

It’s not cheating if you’re all siblings.

Twin Towers

Why is Ahmed gay? Because he created 9/11. Hahahahahahahhahahahahaa

When Pope Pius IX died, he went to Heaven, knocked at the door, and St. Peter opened it: "Who are you? What do you want?”

"I am Pope Pius. I want to come to Heaven.”

“Where do you come from?"

"Rome."

“What do you mean? Rome, Massachusetts, or Rome, New York?"

"No, Rome, Italy, of course."

“I'm very sorry, but I do not know you!”

To make sure not to erroneously deny access to an authorized person, Saint Peter takes the telephone, calls up God, and asks: "Hello, Boss, here is a guy who says he is the Pope of Rome, do you know him?"

"What do you mean: Rome, Massachusetts, or Rome, New York?"

"No, Rome, Italy, of course."

"No, sorry, I don’t know him.”

Saint Peter makes another telephone call and rings up Jesus: "Hello, Junior, here’s a guy who says he is the Pope of Rome, do you know him?"

"Rome, Massachusetts, or Rome, New York?"

"Rome, Italy."

"No, sorry, never heard of him.”

Saint Peter still does not give up and finally calls up the Holy Ghost and asks: "Hello, Smoky, here is a guy who says he is the Pope of Rome. Do you know him?"

"What does he mean, Rome, Massachusetts, or Rome, New York?"

"He says Rome, Italy."

"No, sorry, I’m afraid I do not know this guy." But then, after a very short while, he continues: "Wait, wait, tell me, is that the guy who invented the damn story about Mary and me?"