Jokes

Wow, honey, I never thought our son would go that far!

Yeah, the catapult is really amazing. Go get our daughter!

“Darren vs. The Week From Hell”

It all started Monday morning when Darren woke up sounding like a haunted kettle. His throat was so sore, even whispering felt like gargling gravel. He tried to call in sick, but his voice came out like a broken kazoo. His boss thought it was a prank call and told him to “grow up and get to work.”
So Darren dragged himself to the office, armed with cough drops, tissues, and the aura of someone who’d lost a duel with a tumble dryer. By 10 a.m., he’d sneezed so violently he accidentally sent a spreadsheet to the entire company with the subject line: “I am mucus incarnate.”
Tuesday, he tried to make tea to soothe his throat. He grabbed what he thought was honey, but it was mustard. His taste buds filed a formal complaint. Then he tried a hot shower, but the boiler had other plans—it gave him a lukewarm drizzle that felt like being judged by a cloud.
Wednesday, he attempted a nap, but his upstairs neighbor decided it was the perfect time to practice indoor bowling with bricks. Darren tried noise-cancelling headphones, but they only cancelled nice noises. The bricks came through loud and proud.
Thursday, he finally saw a doctor, who said, “It’s just a virus, it’ll pass.” Darren asked, “When?” The doctor shrugged like a man who’d just read spoilers for Darren’s life and didn’t want to ruin the ending.
Friday, he tried to cheer himself up with a movie. He picked a rom-com, but the streaming service glitched and played a horror film called Cough of the Damned. He sneezed during a jump scare and accidentally threw his soup across the room.
Saturday, he gave up and tried to sleep through the day. But his sore throat had evolved into a sentient entity that woke him up every hour just to remind him it was still angry.
Sunday, Darren finally felt a bit better. He stepped outside for fresh air… and got hit in the face with a rogue flyer advertising flu shots.

Moral of the story: when life gives you lemons, don’t make tea—you’ll probably be out of honey and end up with mustard again.

What do you call a ventriloquist act with no puppets?

A show of hands.

I asked the IT guy, “How do you make a Motherboard?”

He said, “I tell her about my job.”

Why don’t lions like playing cards in the wild?

Because of too many cheetahs!