Worst Jokes Ever
Why couldn’t the orphan play baseball?
He couldn’t get to home base.
How do you turn a Chinese person into an American? Put a bag of ice on their eyes.
What did the duck say to the drug dealer?
Gimme some of that quack!
What part of "Another One Bites the Dust" do you sing to a disabled person to make fun of them? "I'm standing on my own two feet."
I watched a documentary called "Redline Carrera: Birth of the Memes." It all started with Paul Walker.
I went on an orphan website. Sadly, there was no home page.
Orphans are like vegans, no one ever remembers the nice ones.
How does a disabled man go to church? He can't, there's no ramp.
Why couldn't the pony sing a song?
He was a little horse.
What did one toilet say to the other?
You look pretty flushed.
Orphans are the best people to bully. They have no parents.
Don’t orphans work at Dollar Tree?
Cause it’s a family business.
Did you know an orphan is deeply religious because they can finally call someone "father."
Why did the transgender man only eat salad?
Because he was a "her" before.
I asked my orphan friend what his movie is, he said "Spiderman: No Way Home." I said, "Probably because it's so relatable, right?" He started crying. I don't know why.
When the quiet kid gets angry and the sped kid sees your hiding spot.
Bing, bang, boom!
My mom: If your friend jumped off a bridge, would you?
Me: No.
Attack on Titan music starts playing in my head.
"{[(Log date) 11 22 3] The Beginning} "This marks the first ever log of the Underground Fruit Association of n&c (ugfa). N, being code name for Nathaniel, and C, being code name for Connor. Our plan is to collect as many fruit cups as possible by the end of the year. This site will be a communication hub only and used for nothing else. We will plan and discuss courses of action, and collection." End of log"
This is the log reference. Use it to post your logs. Logs can be posted by Info Gatherers or Announcers.
/{[(Log date) -Month- -Year- -Day-] -Log Title- } "-Log Information- " End of Log
Thank you, -Connor
The teacher called Little Johnny to her desk. She said: “This essay you’ve written about your pet dog is exactly the same essay your brother has written.”
“Of course it is,” said Johnny. “It’s the same dog.”