Why don't butts get along?
Because they can't stand each other's cheek!
Why don't butts get along?
Because they can't stand each other's cheek!
Why couldn’t the booty be on social media?
It had too many FOLLOWERS behind it.
A son walks up to his dad and says, "I'm so gay right now!"
"HOW COULD YOU? I THOUGHT YOU WERE STRAIGHT!!!" screams the dad.
"No, gay as in HAPPY," says the confused son, "I'm so happy right now!"
"Oh," says the dad, "why are you happy?"
Then the son said, "Because I just got 20 dollars for sucking a guy off."
Why don’t butts ever win at cards?
Too many farts!
Why do asses make the best detectives?
They always crack the case!
Why do jeans always compliment your booty?
Because they’ve got your back!
Why did the pirate go to the gym?
To improve his booty strength!
Why is it that skinny men love fat women?
Because we need warmth in the winter and shade in the summer.
Why don’t Indians play soccer?
Because every time they’re at the corner, they build a store.
If you are what you eat,
why is Jeffrey Dahmer white?
Why did the ass go to therapy?
It couldn't deal with all the crap.
Why do asscheeks make great friends?
They always stick together!
Why did the ass start a gardening service?
It was great at dropping SEEDS.
Why do asses make terrible spies?
Because they always CRACK under pressure.
A guy is bankrupt, so he gives his son a duck and tells him to go sell it for as much as he can. So the kid goes on the street to sell the duck. A prostitute walks by and says, "I'll fuck you for $10." The boy says, “I would, but I don't have any money.” She says, “Ok, I'll take the duck instead.” He says ok, so they go upstairs and fuck.
The prostitute says, “That’s the best sex I've ever had. I'll give you the duck back and we can do it again.” So they do and he gets the duck back. But when they go downstairs, the duck gets hit by a car. And the guy that hit the duck feels so bad that he gives the kid $25. So when he gets home, his father asks him why he looks so tired. The boy says, well, I got a fuck for a duck, a duck for a fuck, and $25 for a fucked up fuck.
My son caught me masturbating the other day and was like, "Dad, what are you doing?" I said, "Don't worry, you'll be doing it soon." He said, "Why is that?" I told him, "My arm is getting tired."