Another Bad Joke thread.

[Buffalo Phil]

Ferrous Wheel







Did you hear about the Italian Chef that died?
He pasta way.

Why isn't fake poop called SHAMpoo?

Why are spinning objects rebellious?
Because they are revolutionary.

What do you get when you put Michael J Fox in a room with a Pothead?
Shake n' Bake

How did Hitler tie his shoes?
In little knotsies

[Hydra]

What's the difference between Jack Daniels and John Wayne?

Jack Daniels is still killing indians.

[Lawn Guyland]

[HeavyMetal]

What's the difference between Jack Daniels and John Wayne?

Jack Daniels is still killing indians.

wow



harsh






i like it

[Hudson]

I would tell you guys a gay joke but fuck it.

[Henchman]

How do you know when you're at a gay BBQ?
The hotdogs taste like shit

[Hydra]

wow



harsh






i like it

Sorry, First Nations member

[Calabrate2]

The National Poetry Contest had come down to two, a Yale graduate and a redneck from Texas. They were given a word, then allowed two minutes to study the word and come up with a poem that contained the word. The word they were given was “Timbuktu.”

First to recite his poem was the Yale graduate. He stepped to the microphone and said:

Slowly across the desert sand
Trekked a lonely caravan;
Men on camels, two by two
Destination Timbuktu.

The crowd went crazy! No way could the redneck top that, they thought. The redneck calmly made his way to the microphone and recited:

Me and Tim a huntin’ went.
Met three whores in a pop up tent.
They was three, and we was two,
So I bucked one, and Timbuktu.

The redneck won hands down!

[Hydra]

The National Poetry Contest had come down to two, a Yale graduate and a redneck from Texas. They were given a word, then allowed two minutes to study the word and come up with a poem that contained the word. The word they were given was “Timbuktu.”

First to recite his poem was the Yale graduate. He stepped to the microphone and said:

Slowly across the desert sand
Trekked a lonely caravan;
Men on camels, two by two
Destination Timbuktu.

The crowd went crazy! No way could the redneck top that, they thought. The redneck calmly made his way to the microphone and recited:

Me and Tim a huntin’ went.
Met three whores in a pop up tent.
They was three, and we was two,
So I bucked one, and Timbuktu.

The redneck won hands down!

Lol, poetry.