Weight

Weight jokes

Skinny

You're so skinny, if someone farts in your direction, you will fly away.

People

Fat people: Do I look beautiful when I eat a pack of chicken?

Me: Yes, you look like a bunch of boulders crashing into each other.

Fat: Dang...

Me: Shut up, Jon Brower Minnoch.

Mama

Yo mama is so fat that people had to take pictures of her from space.

Fat

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

Mama

Yo mama so fat, everytime she has to use the world's largest knife.

Dad

My dad said I need to eat more. I don't know why, but his fat ass needs to stop eating.

Mama

Yo mama is so fat, she got locked in a weapon store, and she broke it down without any weapons.

Woman

I'm looking for women. Put your height, weight, and bra size in the comments.

Mama

Yo mama so fat that when she looks into a mirror, it always shatters, because her weight could be felt all around.

Fatty

Fatty and Skinny were in a bed.

Fatty rolled over, and Skinny was pegged.

Song

I live inside my own world of make-believe. Kids screaming in their cradles, profanities. I see the world through eyes covered in ink and bleach. Cross out the ones who heard my cries and watched me weep. I love everything. Fire's spreading all around my room. My world's so bright. It's hard to breathe, but that's alright. Hush, shh.

Tape my eyes open to force reality (oh no, no). Why can't you just let me eat my weight in glee? I live inside my own world of make-believe. Kids screaming in their cradles, profanities. Some days I feel skinnier than all the other days, And some days I can't tell if my body belongs to me. I love everything. Fire's spreading all around my room. My world's so bright. It's hard to breathe, but that's alright. Hush, shh.

I wanna taste your content. Hold your breath and feel the tension. Devils hide behind redemption. Honesty is a one-way gate to hell. I wanna taste consumption. Breathe faster to waste oxygen. Hear the children sing aloud. It's music 'til the wick burns out. Hush.

Just wanna be carefree lately, yeah. Just kicking up daisies. Got one too many quarters in my pockets. Count 'em like the four-leaf clovers in my locket. Untied laces, yeah. Just tripping on daydreams. Got dirty little lullabies playing on repeat. Might as well just rot around the nursery and count sheep.