Q: There is a butcher at the butcher shop. He is five feet ten inches tall and he wears size 13 sneakers. He has a wife and 2 kids. What does he weigh?
A: He weighs meat.
Yo' momma so dumb, that she thinks the word dumb is spelled D-U-M.
I approached her and said that there was a silent 'B' at the end of the word.
She said, “There is? Well be quiet then. We don’t want it to wake up and start stinging us!”
Q: If you are in a dark room with a candle, a wood stove, a match, and a gas lamp which do you light first?
A: Why that is easy, the match of course.
Three comedians are shooting the breeze in the dressing room of a nightclub after a late gig. They've heard one another’s material so much that they've reached the point where they don’t need to say the jokes anymore to amuse each other, they just need to refer to each joke by a number.
“Number 37!” cracks the first comic, and the others break up.
“Number 53!” says the second person, and they howl.
Finally, it’s the third comic’s turn. “44!” he quips. He gets nothing. Crickets.
“What?” he asks, “Isn't 44 funny?”
“Sure, it’s usually hilarious,” they answer. “But the way you tell it…”