Bad, Very Terrible, Very Short Jokes
We have a genetic predisposition for diarrhea. It runs in our jeans.
Apparently, someone in London gets stabbed every 52 seconds. Poor guy.
I tried to catch fog yesterday. Mist.
Parallel lines have so much in common. It’s a shame they’ll never meet.
My wife accused me of being immature. I told her to get out of my fort.
I called a psychic once. She asked who was on the line, so I hung up.
I took the shell off my racing snail, thinking it would make him run faster. If anything, it made him more sluggish.
My cat ate two robins laying in the sun. He loves baskin’ robins.
The best time to make a dentist appointment is at tooth-hurty.
My doctor told me to get into shape. He should know ‘round’ is a shape.
A cow with no legs is ground beef.