Your mom

Your mom jokes

Johnny was watching TV when he heard them say "bitch" and "bastard," so he asked his dad, "What is a bitch and bastard?"

Dad said, "A bitch is a female, and a bastard is a male."

Then Johnny goes back to the TV and hears them say "ass" and "shit," so he asks his dad what "shit" and "ass" means. Dad says, "A shit is shaving cream, like what I'm putting on my face, and ass is a coat. Why don't you bug your mom?"

So Johnny goes back to the TV, and then they say "fuck," so Johnny asks his mom what "fuck" means. Mom says, "Fuck means carving, like doing to the turkey." Then a few minutes later, Johnny hears a knock on the door, so he answers it. He then says, "Welcome, bitch and bastard, may I tack your ass?" The people then ask where his parents are. Johnny says, "My dad is putting shit on his face, and my mom is fucking the turkey."

Your mom is so fat she won't be in a coffin when she dies. She won't fit in it.

What's the difference between your mom and your dad? One leaves your life to go get milk, and the other cleans up after you, feeds you, and does your laundry.

Today I explain what things are fake: serial killers, clowns, Billy, fairies, your life, God, Jesus, your mom, and all your crappy fan-fictions about being saved from your even crappier life.

I'm also gonna explain real stuff: YouTube, your dad, scientists, teachers, God, Jesus, and Billy.

Stuff on both is real and fake depending on who you are. Your life IS fake. A lot of idiots will read this.

When your mom tries to hit you with the belt but misses and hits herself... #victoryroyale

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  • Knock, knock.

    Who's there?

    Your mom.

    Your mom who?

    O shit, my mom's home! Honey, get the f*** out of my house!

    Person 1: How the freak did you get in my house?!?! I locked the door!!!

    Person 2: But I'm your mom... I have a key. You dumbass.

    The Man: "Sonny, why do you come to get some milk every day?"

    The Son: "Because milk is important."

    The Man: "Why don't you ever come with your mom?"

    The Boy: "Who?"

    The Man: "Your mom?"

    The Boy: "I don't have a mom."

    The Man: "I'm sorry for your loss."

    The boy stared for a moment when two men came out of the vehicle and picked up the boy.