Knock knock.
Who's there?
Fuck.
Fuck who?
Fuck off!
Whos Jokes
Did you hear about the orphan who ran away from home?
Wait a minute! What am I talking about?
Knock knock.
Who's there?
Robin.
Robin who?
Robin you, that is who.
I knew this one guy who liked to swim with the fishes, then the mob got a hold of 'em...
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Europe.
Europe who?
No, I'm not.
Knock, knock!
Who's there?
Dad!
Dad who?
*Silence*
What would you call a person who hides in a house for 24 hours and then kills them?
Morgz.
I knew a guy who used to sell wrenches. He was all torque.
My mom gave my friend a blow job for good luck on his job interview, then my mom gave my other friend a blow job for his interview, and they both got the job. Now who needs good luck? Just ask my mom. My mom is a good luck charm.
I saw someone who was about to jump off a bridge. They were wearing a Nike "JUST DO IT" shirt.
Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
I suck.
I suck who?
Michael Jackson.
People always often say to someone who are thinking about suicide that's the easy way out. Don't give up! All I say is I'm not giving up, just I'm giving in, and does it really seem like it's the easiest way out? I don't think so, it's probably the hardest if you ask me, or I would have done it already, but someone's got to do it.
Why did Stephanie fall off the swing?
Because she has no arms.
Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
Not Stephanie!
One day there was a frantic call at the fire department:
"Help me, help me! There is a cat meowing nearby. It is going to hurt me, it's going to kill me, can you help me, and send the fire squad right away?"
"Take it easy, cats don’t hurt us, just relax and wait until he leaves."
"You don’t understand it is going to bite me, it is going to kill me, it is going to be fatal!"
"Cats aren’t venomous or in any other way dangerous, now who is calling?"
"I’m Indy's parrot you twit! Now help me! Please help, please help!"
My dad died, so I dug his grave. I was asked why I murdered him. I answered, "Guess we'll never know who did it because he dug his own grave." My father was William Afton.
What's white, black, and red all over?
A zebra who walked into a hunting reserve.
Who are the fastest readers in history?
9/11 victims. They went through 80 stories in 10 seconds.
Who did the bee 🐝 marry?
Her honey!
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Bikini.
Bikini who?
Oh, that was just a bikini.
When I finished high school, I wanted to take my graduation money and buy myself a motorcycle, but my mom said no.
See, she had a brother who died in a horrible motorcycle accident when he was eighteen, and I could just have his motorcycle.
