A John Mayar

Why did the chicken cross the road? Because it was tired of being a chicken.

I told a joke about a toasters. No one laughed. Not even the toaster.

My friend said, 'I once saw a duck wearing sunglasses.' I asked, 'Was it cool?' He said, 'No, it was just a duck.'

I said, 'Why did the ghost go to school? To get a little more boo.' No one got it. Not even my dog.

My uncle told a joke about a banana. I fell asleep.

My teacher said, 'Why did the math book look sad? Because it had too many problems.' I said, 'That was the worst joke I ever heard.'

I told a joke about a fridge. My friend asked, 'Was it funny?' I said, 'No, it was just a fridge.'

My mom told a joke about a pizza. I asked, 'Was it good?' She said, 'No, it was just a pizza.'

I heard a joke about a pencil. I cried. Not because it was sad, but because the joke was that bad.

I said, 'Why did the cow go to the beach? To get a little more moo.' No one laughed. Not even the cow.

My brother told a joke about a sock. I said, 'That was the worst joke I’ve ever heard. Even the sock was bored.'

I heard a joke about a sock. I asked, 'Was it funny?' The sock said, 'No, it was just a sock.'

I told a joke about a hat. My friend said, 'Was it funny?' I said, 'No, it was just a hat.'

My teacher told a joke about a chicken. I asked, 'Was it good?' She said, 'No, it was just a chicken.'

I heard a joke about a chicken. I said, 'I could have lived without that joke.'