Showing posts with label good kids bad parents humor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label good kids bad parents humor. Show all posts

Monday, January 9, 2012

Numbsain Lets Fly On YO MAMA...AGAIN!

Look at cute little Tinkerbell. How could you have sex with such a tiny little thing? I mean she fits in the palm of your hand...oh...OH THAT'S DISGUSTING!
You may be wondering why I make so many disparaging remarks about yo mama. Especially since I don't even know yo mama.  But here's the thing. Yo mama can’t say "no" to anybody. A salesman came to your apartment and sold yo mama homeowners insurance…and then she gave him a bj too! and as if that weren't enough, she’s outside changing his oil right now. I mean lets face it, she's a pushover. She wears a pushover bra. Yo daddy doesn't even try to hide the fact that he cheats on her, he just brings girls home, gets in bed with yo mama sleepin' in it and pushes her over. She can't say no. She switches long distance providers three times a week, and as of yesterday you guys have converted to Jehovahs Witnesses. You never even heard of Jehovah much less winessed him! So that's why I have no qualms about saying:

Yo mama’s so fat when she strolls on the boardwalk she gets splinters in her ass cheeks.

Yo mama’s so fat her breasts are in different time zones.

Yo mama’s so stupid when she gets her period she puts a band-aid on it.

Yo mama’s so stupid instead of changing your dirty diapers she just turned them inside out.

Yo mama’s so fat she doesn’t need a desk.

Yo mama’s so fat that, to feed her, you fill her cleavage with food and then stand on her nipples and sweep it in with a push broom.

Yo mama’s so fat that she got in the jacuzzi and the pumps all exploded

Yo mama’s so fat when she got up from the toilet she ripped it out of the floor…we found it in the kitchen.

Yo mama’s so stupid she needed a password of 8 characters so she put “Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.”

Yo mama’s so stupid when you saw her kissing Santa Claus she paid you not to tell your daddy.

Yo mama’s so stupid when the recipe said check it with a meat thermometer she asked “where’s the asshole on a meatloaf?”

Yo mama’s so stupid she caught your daddy jacking off and accused him of cheatin’ on her with Tinkerbell.

Yo mama’s so stupid she called you to ask you for your phone number.

Yo mama’s so stupid she agreed to screw her boss everyday if he would stop sexually harrassing her.

Yo mama’s so stupid she bought a book called “how to read”…for dummies.

Yo mama’s so stupid she buys edible panties and eats them out of the box.

Yo mama’s so stupid she wouldn’t take an escalator because she thought it was a waste of stairs.

Yo mama’s so stupid she ran out of gas so she pushed the car to the gas station, parked it and walked home.

Yo mama’s so stupid she had a flat tire, and when the highway patrol stopped he found her down on her knees with her lips on the valve huffing and puffing…So he told her she had the wrong valve...And remember i told you she can't say no? Uh-huh, say no more.

Yo mama’s so fat your daddy thinks he’s havin’ a threesome.

Yo mama’s so stupid she put you on a leash when you were little…That’s not so bad? But when you said you had to go potty she stopped at a fire hydrant, turned around and looked the other way.

Yo mama’s so stupid she let you drink when you were 14 cause you showed her a fake ID.

Yo mama’s so stupid her idea of recycling was to make you do your paper route twice.

Yo mama’s so stupid the GOP is supporting her presidential campaign.

Yo mama’s so stupid she says, “excuse me.” when the dog farts.

Yo mama’s so stupid she has a drawer full of cash rebates that she’s saving up.


That's pretty stupid cause those things have a very limited time in which they can be redeemed. So essentially what I'm saying is: yo mama is not a smart women; not someone you would want to have pack your parachute. Speakin' of parachutes, she shouldn't have to wear one for a dress either. I'm just gonna say it, yo mama is ginormous. Just get her to cut back on the twinkies, like maybe, get her down to twelve boxes a day. That should be enough for the whole state of Iowa. So somebody the size of South Dakota should be okay with it too. But other than all that I think yo mama is perfectly fine.


by numbsain...a little constructive criticism never hurt anyone.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

BOYS WILL BE BOYS

Hi honey, I got here as soon as I could. Now what’s this all about? Where are the boys? They’re usually outside playing.

Well that’s just it dear. They’ve been in the bathroom ever since they got back from school and they won’t come out.

Whattaya mean they won’t come out?

Well I asked them to but they said they couldn’t stop in the middle.


Ah well maybe Mikey's just constipated again. You know when I was his age and I got constipated I know I couldn’t stop in the middle.

But dear, they’re both in there together. Why would they both need to be in there if one of them was constipated?

Hmm you’ve got a point there…Ah, maybe Kevin’s helping Mikey with his constipation, yeah that’s probably it.

Don’t you find that a little strange dear?

Well no, not at all. When I was a boy my big brother used to help me when I was constipated.

What?

Su-u-u-re! He used to cheer me on, y’know, gimme encouragement, like “It’s all you,” “you can do it!” that type of thing. It was more fun that way. That’s probably all it is.

I don’t think so dear. I didn't hear any cheering or encouraging, and some of the things I did hear had me worried.

What kind of things?

Well I heard Mikey say, “Lemme touch it” and “it needs to be wetter.”

Needs to be wetter eh? hmm… Well that could be constipation …

But lemme touch it?

No. That doesn’t sound right. Not if it’s constipation, not our boys. Wonder what they were doing that Mikey was so keen on touching, and that needed to be wetter…

I'll tell you what I think, I think they’ve got a girl in there.

Oh well that could be it. Did you hear a girls voice when you were listening?

No but that’s probably because they have her tied up and gagged.

Oh yeah! That’s it. That’s gotta be what they’re doing. I know when I was their age I used to bring girls home, tie them and gag them in the bathroom all the time.

What?

Why su-u-u-ure, that was one of our favorite hobbies. It was great fun. We never wanted to stop in the middle either. I’m sure that’s all it is. Just a little good clean fun. Nothing wrong with that.

I don’t now dear I don’t think they have a girl in there because I would have seen her come in with them.

Maybe they snuck her in the window. That's how we used to do it. Sure sneak girls in the bathroom window, tie ‘em up, gag ‘em. C’mon honey they’re boys. Whattaya expect from them?

I don’t know dear I can’t help getting the feeling that it’s something worse.

Yeah? Like what?

I think they could be having gay sex in there.

Gay sex? Our boys? Well you could be right honey. I know my brother and I used to have gay sex when we were their age…

WHAT?!

Well su-u—u-ure  we did honey, I mean boys will be boys. And boys are curious. It’s all part of growing up, experimenting, y’know that sort of thing.

I…I just don’t know I’m still worried .

Bout what honey?

I think they might be, well, doing drugs.

Really? What kind of drugs?

I don’t know it could be anything. Sniffing glue, huffing spray cans maybe.

Hmm…you could be right I know my brother and I sure did a lot of that?

What!?

Course we did honey. Y’know you’re building a model, ya leave the top of the glue, ya take a whiff. Before you know it it’s all over your face. You can’t keep kids from sniffing glue, honey. It’s all part of growing up. And we’d spray the parts inside a bag so the paint didn’t get all over the house. You look in the bag and take a big whiff. Wake up an hour later with no pants on, funny feeling in yer butt, and yer head in the toilet! That’s probably all it is. I think you worry too much, honey.

But what if it’s something worse than that? What if they’re smoking crack?

You mean the way my brother and I used to smoke it when we were their age?

How was that?

Well what we would do is have a few shots of dad's whisky, then we'd slam a dime bag of junk—not enough to nod but close. And then we'd smoke our crack right there in the meth lab. Oh sure it was a little risky cause we were already pretty messed up and a meth lab could blow up if ya get those chemicals too near a spark. But that's the most fun way to do it. And our boys aren’t dumb. I’m sure they know how to smoke crack in a meth lab.

I guess your right dear, theyre probably just having a little fun that’s all…

You gave them some bottled water, right?...Before they went in there?...Honey!?




Well no dear, but you don't think they'd...Oh dear god!



Honey, are you crazy?

They wouldn't do that would they?...Oh, I knew we should have spanked them more when they were babies!

Well I've gotta go in there!

[BAM! BAM! BAM!]

OPEN UP BOYS, I KNOW WHAT YOU’RE DOING IN THERE!
Huh?

Wha?

[CRASH!!!!]


Aha! What’s this in the jar? WHAT DID I TELL YOU BOYS ABOUT DRINKING TAP WATER!?

 But dad, we didn't...

SHUT UP AND STAND BACK!

[Ker-FLUSH-SH-SH-SH]

AWWW GEE DAD!

WHY’D YA FLUSH OUR SEA MONKEYS!?

by numbsain...He was lucky. He was raised by wolves.