At least that's what the sighentists say.
“Sighs doesn’t matter, guys!”
Light blue.
No. It's transit.
Use a Luigi board.
Unless you’re ready for the reaper cushions!
I said no honey, I said I was into resting.
You just bite it really hard. It will become Thor.
Then it hit me
To get to the other sighed.
Me: Today was an awful day at work
Wife: Are you serious? Tell me about it
Me: I’m not Sirius, I’m your husband. And Itt was a short, hirsute creature who looked short of like a haystack with sunglasses; he was Gomez’s cousin and spoke in high pitched gibberish all the time. Now if we could get back to my day...
Turns out I'm yak-tose intolerant
It's probably her menstrual sigh call…
A cannibble.
'Are you the friar? ' I asked him.
'No, I am the chip monk' he replied.
Edit : Holy crap ! More than 1K updoots for a silly joke ? Thanks guys ! I am not sure whether to be proud or ashamed of myself.
They Ceasar.
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Crosspost from r/actuallesbians: https://www.reddit.com/r/actuallesbians/comments/jys3ki/just_found_this_gem_on_facebook/
But, smoking bacon will cure it.
Once upon a time there was this lobster...
the snow balls
This isn't where they be long.
Their menu was titled “The Pie Rates of Penn’s Aunts”.
It was a play-date!
to burns victims?
Now is glockamole.
I don't care, I'll eat it anyway tomorrow on my toast for breakfast at ate a glock in the morning.
He says to the waiter, “I want a grilled... cheese.” The waiter says “what’s with the pause?” “What do you mean?” the bear inquires, “I’m a bear!”
I’m officiating a wedding Saturday and want to weave in some of your finest. Please share some of your best to help me deliver some laughs!
Edit: ... help me deliver some eye rolls and long nasal exhalations.
A monk sits at the peak of a hill that overlooks where the grassy Earth meets a river, the river flows with a breeze, and the breeze explores a mountain range, and the mountains neighbor the sky, and the sky conceals the entire universe, hiding the unknown in plain sight. The monk exhales "Ooooomm". He repeats this until a noise, very faint, breaks his chant.
"moo."
The monk stops for a moment but, without changing his position, dismisses it. "Ooooooommm." He begins again.
He's interrupted again, "moooo."
The monk turns to find a cow looking up at him from the bottom of the hill. "Kind cow," the monk says, "please do not interrupt my meditation."
The cow stares blankly back at the monk. The monk sighs and continues.
"Oooooommmm-"
Even louder, "Mmmooooooooo."
"Dear cow, I must reach enlightenment. Please, refrain from making your cow noises or find another hill."
The monk continues again, "Oooooooommmm-"
"MMMmmoooooooooooO!" The cow exclaims.
The monk stands up angrily, "Cow! Why must you interrupt my chanting?"
The cow replies, "Because you're saying it backwards!"
The P is silent!
I love foreign axe scents.
Harry: Oh my god! Was it serious?
Ron: No. it was Snape.
It was not a Sellers market
Get your drunk ass off of the merry-go-round.
but they we're completely booked.
They play it by ear
Nothing, they go bearfoot.
