Worst Jokes Ever

Worst Jokes Ever

Emo

Did you hear about the octopus who went emo? He sliced all 8 of his wrists.

Why does the Democratic party want the Republican party to breed rabbits?

Because Democrats are tired of paying for raisins at the grocery store.

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    • Horrible Jokes, Part One- A friend of mine got into photographing salmon in different clothing. He said he liked shooting fish in apparel.

    Boy, your momma so ugly she’s denied from the homeless parties in the dumpster.

    Quiet kid, your momma so funny she made a joke pop out her a*s.

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    • Why did the octopus cross the road?

    'Cause he was on the same side as a sushi restaurant.

    What are the similarities between a pedophile and a 9/11 plane?

    They both came from behind and crushed them.

    Why can't an orphan make a YouTube channel?

    'Cause they can't make it family friendly.

    I bought a silencer for my gun, but I don't think it works.

    My victims still scream.

    A married woman is having an affair. Whenever her lover comes over, she puts her nine-year-old son in the closet.

    One day, the woman hears a car in the driveway and puts her lover in the closet with her son. Inside the closet, the little boy says, “It’s dark in here, isn’t it?” “Yes, it is,” the man replies. “You wanna buy a baseball?” the little boy asks. “No thanks,” the man replies. “I think you do want to buy a baseball,” the little extortionist continues. “OK. How much?” the man replies, after considering the position he was in. “Twenty-five dollars,” the little boy replies. “TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS?!” the man repeats. “That’s awful expensive,” but because of the position he was in, agreed to the price.

    The following week, the lover is visiting the woman again when she hears a car in the driveway, and again places her lover in the closet with her little boy. “It’s dark in here, isn’t it?” the boy starts off. “Yes, it is,” replies the man. “Wanna buy a baseball glove?” the little boy asks. “OK. How much?” the hiding lover responds, acknowledging his disadvantage. “Fifty dollars,” the boy replies, and the transaction is completed.

    The next weekend, the little boy’s father says, “Hey, son. Go get your ball and glove and we’ll play some catch.” “I can’t. I sold them,” replies the little boy. “How much did you get for them?” asks the father, expecting to hear the profit in terms of lizards and candy. “Seventy-five dollars,” the little boy says. "SEVENTY-FIVE DOLLARS?! That’s thievery! I’m taking you to the church right now. You must confess your sin and ask for forgiveness," the father explains as he hauls the child away.

    At the church, the little boy goes into the confessional, draws the curtain, sits down, and says “It’s dark in here, isn’t it?” “Don’t you start that crap in here,” the priest says.