An Irishman, Scotsman and Englishman were jumping into well because they were told whatever they shouted when they fell they landed on. I lied and they died, hehe

Why Did The Horse Cross The Road? He Couldn't Because He Was Still-born

Q: What's blue and yellow all over? A: A baby at the bottom of the pool with a slashed floatie. Q: What's red and yellow all over? A: A floatie at the top of a pool with a slashed baby.

What's red and bad for your teeth? A brick.

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Whats black, white, and read/red all over? What? Michael Jackson after his surgery.

How do you kill a polar bear? Global Warming.

Knock knock who's thare Your mom She's dead you bitch

how do you get a black guy out of a tree? fried chicken.

What did the single guy do on Valentine's Day? Celebrate his birthday since he was born on the same day.

What did the one battery say to the other? Nothing. Batteries can't talk.

How do spell____? awk moment when u try asking someone how to spell something over text but they have no idea what ur saying

why did jimmy fall of of the tractor? Because he is a potato

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What did the father give to his son with terminal cancer for his 5th birthday? Nothing the kids going to die anyway

Sometimes I don't make sense, but when I do, I don't

Why did the chicken cross the road? His wife and children had just been struck by a moving vehicle traveling at approximately 45 miles per hour trying to cross the same road. He ran across the road to comfort his dying wife and two children as they took their final breaths. The chicken was also not really a chicken but a middle-aged man who had recently been laid off his job and diagnosed wiuth an incureable disease.

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The way I see it, you are pretty lucky I am a tough guy, the kind you like. Anyway you where really wondering if I ever refer myself as a boy? Sigh, I mean I AM A BOY! WHAT? WHAT? Savage jokes? What jokes?

“Ok, time for bed” … is what I said to the empty living-room. It was getting late, and the internet no longer amused me. I picked up my cell phone, rooted through the couch cushions until I located the remote, and turned off the television that had been nothing but background noise for the last few hours. I made sure the front and back doors were securely locked, walked around the back of the couch, and turned off the only light. A tap on the screen of my phone created just enough light to keep from busting a toe on an errant table leg. Because my cats have an evil tendency to lie in the middle of the hallway, I aimed the small amount of light from my phone directly in front of my tired and shuffling feet. I’d only covered a small distance before I knew, from many nights of this same regimen, that I was getting close to the bedroom door. At this point my arm started the slow upward arc that would eventually illuminate the now pitch-black opening to the comfort of my room. The light emanating from my cell was quite dim, and this action had become quite rote, so my arc was about waist level before I noticed a slight variation of the familiar black of the open doorway. At that point, and in a disturbingly short amount of time, five things happened nearly simultaneously: My arm, the arm carrying the phone, continued to rise in its predetermined arc, having been an object in motion which would stay in motion. I released a small gasp and exclaimed to my husband that his sudden appearance in the dark had startled the breath from me. I remembered that my husband was at work. The light arc reached its apex on a face of protruding nail-like teeth. A face suspiciously bereft of eyes, with a gaping, oozing, bloody pit where a nose should have been. The light went out.

What's worse than winning a gold medal at the special olympics? Not being retarded.

A psychotic man walks into a pharmacy He buys his weekly medication to control his condition.

What did the blind, deaf and dumb boy get for Christmas? Cancer

Why did the Mexican get arrested? Because he crossed the border.

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