Momma Jokes / Recent Jokes
Editor's Note: We get so many yo momma jokes that I decided to group them. Keep checking back, this is likely to grow
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yo momma's like a door knob, every one get a turn
yo momma's like a hardware store, 10 cents a screw
yo momma's like a light switch, easy to turn on
yo momma's like a tv, a two year old can turn her on.
yo momma is so desperate she told me that she would give me a blow job for a quarter.
yo momma is so horny she's on the fence sayin' here kitty kitty.
Yo momma so short she can hang glides Doritos.
Yo momma's like a "Happy Meal" small, cheap and greasy.
Yo momma is like a toilet; fat, white, and smells like shit.
Yo momma's so short, she can sit on a dime and swing her legs.
Yo momma so stupid, she took a spoon to the Super Bowl.
Yo momma's so short, she does back flips under the bed.
Editor's Note: We get so many yo momma jokes that I decided to group them. Keep checking back, this is likely to grow. And some of these might get their own category some day.
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when yo momma was born her ma said ""wow! what a treasure!"" and yo dad said ""ya lets bury it!""
yo momma is so skinny she swallowed a marble and looked 6 months preganant
yo momma is so special she could be in the special olympics
yo momma's so small she committed suicide by jumping of the curb!
yo moma so short that she plays hide-and-seek in the grass
yo moma so small i told her to do something creative with her life and she climbed over a speed bump.
Yo mamma is so cross-eyed that she sits in the front porch to watch the kids play in the backyard.
The Naughty Night Before Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas, and God it was neat. The kids were both gone, and my wife was in heat. The doors were all bolted, the phone off the hook, It was time for some nooky, by hook or by crook. Momma in her teddy and I in the nude, Had just hit the bedroom and reached for the lube.
When out on the lawn there arose such a cry, That I lost my boner, and momma went dry. Up to the window I sprang like an elf, Tore back the shade while she played with herself. The moon on the crest of the snowman we'd built, Shoved a broom up his ass, clean up to the hilt.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a rusty old sleigh and eight mangy reindeer. With a fat little driver, half out of the sled, A sock in his ear and a bra on his head. Sure as I'm speaking, he was high as a kite, And he yelled to his team, but it didn't sound right.
Whoa Shithead, whoa Asshole, whoa Stupid, whoa Putz, Either slow down this rig or I'll cut off more...
Your momma tore her best dress coon hunting.
You have a rag for a gas cap (on a car that does run).
You look upon a family reunion as a chance to meet 'Ms. Right'.