What do you call an inexpensive circumcision? A rip-off.
Whats Jokes
What do you call a stand-up comedian if the comedian doesn’t have legs?
What would Bill Cosby be if he was white?
Innocent.
My husband left a note on the fridge that said, “This isn’t working.”
I'm not sure what he's talking about. I opened the fridge door and it’s working fine? Anyone know what he means?
Q: Do you know why God created yeast infections?
A: So women will know what it's like to live with an irritating cunt, too.
What is the difference between a hipster and a hockey player?
A hockey player showers.
In what city do you always lose your mum? Mumbai.
What do you call a woman covered in mud? A dirty dishwasher.
Me: Which WiFi are we on?
Coworker: Should be floor 89.
Me: What about flight 104?
Coworker: Oh crap!
Riddler: Riddle me this, are you scared of the big black?
Person: Big black what?
Riddler: ...
Person: I'm scared of what you mean because you won't tell me what you mean.
Riddler: Riddle me this, are you scared of the big black?
Person: Big black what?
Riddler: ...
Person: I'm scared of what you mean because you won't tell me what you mean.
What do you call an autistic kid with a gun?
Answer: Special forces.
What has 4 wheels, no wings, and flies?
A dead cripple.
What’s the difference between your dad and your hairline?
Nothing, they both ran off.
In the realm of poetry's grace, Where words dare to embrace, A request comes with a quirky plea, To give life to what the eyes may see.
"Pussy lussy cussy," it begins, A playful phrase that surely spins, And though the words may raise a smile, Let's craft a verse that goes the extra mile.
In free verse, we'll dance and sway, Allowing thoughts to have their say, For poetry knows no bounds or rules, It's a canvas for expression, where freedom fuels.
But let's remember, dear friend, To keep our words kind and lend, Respect to all, in every line, For poetry's power can truly shine.
So, let's journey on this poetic quest, With words that honor and truly impress, For in the realm of art and verse, We find beauty, in each line immersed.
And though "Pussy lussy cussy" may make us smile, Let's seek inspiration that runs deep, mile after mile, For poetry's magic lies in its ability, To touch hearts, souls, and set thoughts free.
In this short verse, may you find delight, As we paint with words, both bold and light, So let us write, with grace and art, A poem that sings straight from the heart.
What kind of work from school can't orphans do?
Homework!
What do you call a skeleton that does nothing all day?
A lazy bones!
What's the difference between me and a knife?
One has a point, and the other doesn't.
What does my arm have in common with paper?
They both can be cut.
What did one ocean say to the other ocean?
Nothing, it just waved. This was the worst joke ever.
