
You're jokes
Girlfriend: "Would you still love me if I was a figment of your imagination?"
My schizophrenic ass: Of course I would.
Walk up to an emo and say, "I like your cuts G."
"Poor old fool," thought the gentleman as he watched an old man fish in a puddle outside a pub. He invited the old man inside for a drink.
The gentleman asked, "So how many have you caught today?"
The old man replied, "You're the eighth."
Q: How do emo kids complement each other?
A: I like your cuts g.
A priest says to me, "Come up, my child." Then I said, "Do I know you? Because you're not my father."
Your hairline went back faster than your adoption papers!
Roses are red,
Potatoes are brown,
Your mom's so hot,
I put her down.
According to unofficial sources, a new simplified income-tax form consists of only four lines:
1. What was your income for the year?
2. What were your expenses?
3. How much have you left?
4. Send it in.
If you're bored, just go hit an orphan. What are they gonna do? Tell their parents?
Your Mama so fat, when she fell on the sidewalk, nobody laughed but the sidewalk cracked up.
What do you get when Cayden steals your sandwich? A knuckle sandwich.
My mom: If your friend jumped off a bridge, would you?
Me: No.
Attack on Titan music starts playing in my head.
What do you call a nacho that isn't yours?
Nacho cheese.
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Someone should start a vaping company with the slogan: "Vapes that hit harder than your dad." Sales would skyrocket.
Do you mix concrete for a living? Because you’re making me hard.
If you're American when you go in the bathroom and you're American when you come out, what are you in the bathroom?
European.
Bro, I thought your hairline was the Dorito logo.
The teacher called Little Johnny to her desk. She said: “This essay you’ve written about your pet dog is exactly the same essay your brother has written.”
“Of course it is,” said Johnny. “It’s the same dog.”
My son came up to me and said, "Mom, where are your parents?"
I stared in confusion. I said, "In a far place."
He asked, "In an orphanage?"
