Bobby Jokes / Recent Jokes
Mrs. Sippy was teaching her 1st grade class about the ABC's, and she wanted the class to use a word, starting with the alphabet. So she starts with A, little Johnny shoots his hand up in the air, the teacher debated a thought (hmmm, no, he might say something like ass.) so she calls on little Susan, Susan says apple. "Very good Susan" says the teacher. "Now, something that starts with the letter B." Johnny has his hand up first again. Teacher thinks (no, he might say bitch....) So she calls on Little Bobby...."Basket" he says, "Good word Bobby!" she says...Well, this goes on all the way up to "W", so the teacher announces "choose a word that starts with W". Johnny has both hand's up, he has a word for it! The teacher thinks and thinks and thinks, and she can't think of a single bad word he could say. "Yes, Johnny, whats your word?" she asked..."Womb!"..."Like a mother's womb?" the teacher asked, more...
There were these two kids in the hospital about to go in for operations..
Billy says to Bobby, "What are you here for?"
Bobby replied, "To get my tonsils removed, I'm really scared."
Then Billy said, "No tonsils is fun -- it's over fast and when you wake up u get a lot of jello and ice cream!"
Then Bobby turns to Billy and says, "So, what are you here for?"
Billy says, "Well I'm getting circumcised."
Bobby said, "Ouch I had to get that when I was born and I couldn't walk for a year!"
The attractive governess, with her small charge in tow, left the park to visit her boyfriend in his hotel room. They embraced warmly and each longed for intimacy, but there seemed to be little they could do with the child watching. Then the governess hit on an idea.
"Bobby," she said to her small charge, "go look out that window and I will give you a dime for every red hat you see."
Delighted with the new game, Bobby ran to the window and stared intently at the passersby below.
Almost a minute passed before Bobby's voice popped up with, "I see a red hat!"
"That's nice," came the governess' muffled reply.
"There's another one," said the boy a short time later.
"Keep counting," the woman managed to say.
"Oh, governess," Bobby exclaimed suddenly.
"What now?" she asked, breathing heavily.
"I just wanted to tell you that this is going to be the most expensive more...
Little Bobby was spending the weekend with his grandmother after a particularly trying
week in kindergarten. His grandmother decided to take him to the park on Saturday morning. It had been snowing all night and everything was beautiful. His grandmother remarked, “Doesn't it look like an artist painted this scenery? Did you know God painted this just for you?”Bobby said, “Yes, God did it and he did it left handed.”This confused his grandmother a bit, and she asked him, “What makes you say God did
this with his left hand?”“Well,” said Bobby, “we learned at Sunday School last week that Jesus sits on God's
right hand!”
It's the Spring of 1957 and Bobby goes to pick up his date. He's a pretty hip guy with his own car.
When he goes to the front door, the girl's father answers and invites him in.
"Carrie's not ready yet, so why don't you have a seat?" he asks.
"That's cool," says Bobby.
Carrie's father asks Bobby what they're planning to do.
Bobby replies politely that they will probably just go to the soda shop or a movie.
Carrie's father responds, "Why don't you two go out and screw? I hear all the kids are doing it."
Naturally, this comes as a quite a surprise to Bobby, so he asks Carrie's Dad to repeat it.
"Yeah," says Carries father, "Carrie really likes to screw, she'll screw all night if we let her!"
Well, this just made Bobby's eyes light up, and immediately revised his plans for the evening.
A few minutes later, Carrie comes downstairs more...
Bobby's mother had been away for a few weeks and was questioning her small son about events during her absence.
"Well," said the boy, "one night we had an awful thunderstorm. It was so bad that I got scared, and so Daddy and me slept together."
"Bobby," said Babette, the boy's pretty French nursemaid, "you mean' Daddy and I.' "
"No, I don't," exclaimed Bobby. "That was last Thursday. I'm talking about Monday night."