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My therapist told me to write letters to the people you hate and then burn them.

I did that, but now I don't know what to do with the letters.

My parents told me that I should go hang with my friends and get out of the house.

So I called some of my friends and told them to meet me in the school yard. One said, "What tree?"

I replied, "You’ll know when you get here!"

My parents never said how they wanted us to hangout.

What do priests and McDonald's have in common? They both shove their meat between 10-year-old buns.