
Transformation jokes
I used to be an adventurer like you, then I took a dick in the ass.
A brunette, a red-head, and a blonde are being chased by bandits. They are chased to the edge of a cliff and a genie appears.
"I will help you escape," says the genie, "say what you wish to turn into, and you will become that thing."
The brunette jumps off the cliff and says "Hawk." She turns into a hawk and flies away. The red-head says "Falcon." She turns into a falcon and flies away. Now the blonde is alone and the bandits are getting closer. She makes her decision and backs up, then runs toward the cliff. And...she trips and says "Crap."
The End
Michael proved anything is possible in America. Where else can a poor black boy grow up to be a rich white woman?
Sign outside a hair salon: "We'll color your hair or dye trying."
How do you turn a fruit into a vegetable?
AIDS.
How do you turn the Roman numeral IX (9) to a six?
Add the "S."
What do trans men and Pinocchio have in common?
Both are lying when they say "I'm a real boy."
(I'm a trans man myself lol)
Cremation:
My last hope for a smoking hot body.
Want to know how you make any salad into a caesar salad? Stab it twenty-three times.
Do you know how to make holy water? You boil the hell out of it.
My best friend looked at my arms and said, "Stop, sh*t, it's bad," then turns right around and says, "You look like a tiger."
So from here on out I am now Finn, the self-harming tiger.
Danny de-Cheeto
Wait what???
my cat grew legs
barbie is her rebelling arc:
Community talk
"Finally reading the new book and it's making me feel good There's blood in my cheeks again, my handwriting's changing To be more like hers, 'cause she's who I am now She's more than a part of me, she was in the shadows that's so hard to see I get lovelier each morning, don't I? When death becomes calm, when my life is a storm I will freak myself out, nothing freaks me out more I'm scared to look down, there's blood on the floor Yes, I know I'm alive, as I'm cutting the chord" <333
The Vessel faced The Kraken, the False Embodiment of Death. The Vessel wouldn't survive. He knew that. But he no longer cared. Perhaps he never cared. He had never been one to see himself as a person of value, even if the others tried to convince him otherwise. His eyes closed for a moment. He had time to reflect before the final trial. The calm before the storm, some might call it, but the Vessel knew he had already… Read more
Seriously, guys, I've changed for the better.








