Animal jokes, pet memes, wildlife weirdness, and creature-based chaos for anyone who suspects nature has been trolling us this whole time.
A blonde pulls her BMW into the parking lot of a mechanic’s shop because it was making some racket.
The mechanic pops open the hood and tinkers around a bit.
Blonde: “Well, what’s wrong with it?”
Mechanic: “Ah, just crap in the engine.”
Blonde: “How often do I have to do that?”
A blonde goes to work in tears.
Her boss asks, “What’s wrong?”
She says, “My mum died.” He told her to go home, but she said, “No, I’ll be fine.”
Later that day, her boss finds her crying again. He says, “What’s wrong?” She replies, “I just talked to my sister, and her mum died, too!”
Teacher: “If I gave you 2 cats and another 2 cats and another 2, how many would you have?”
Johnny: “Seven.”
Teacher: “No, listen carefully… If I gave you two cats, and another two cats and another two, how many would you have?”
Johnny: “Seven.”
Teacher: “Let me put it to you differently. If I gave you two apples, and another two apples and another two, how many would you have?”
Johnny: “Six.”
Teacher: “Good. Now if I gave you two cats, and another two cats and another two, how many would you have?”
Johnny: “Seven!”
Teacher: “Johnny, where in the heck do you get seven from?!”
Johnny: “Because I’ve already got a freaking cat!”
A father watched his daughter playing in the garden.
He smiled as he reflected on how sweet and innocent his little girl was.
Suddenly, she stopped and stared at the ground.
He went over and saw she was looking at two spiders mating.
“Daddy, what are those two spiders doing?” she asked.
“They’re mating,” her father replied.
“What do you call the spider on top, Daddy?” she asked.
“That’s a Daddy Longlegs,” her father answered.
“So, the other one is Mommy Longlegs?” the little girl asked.
“No,” her father replied. “Both of them are Daddy Longlegs.”
The little girl thought for a moment, then picked up one foot and stomped them flat.
“Well,” she said, “that might be okay in California and Massachusetts, but we’re not having any of that crap here in Texas!”
A blonde city girl named Amy marries a Colorado rancher.
One morning, as he heads out to check on the cows, the rancher says:
“The insemination man is coming over to impregnate one of our cows. I drove a nail into the 2×4 above the stall of the cow I want bred. Please show him where she is when he gets here.”
The rancher leaves for the fields.
A while later, the insemination man arrives and knocks on the door.
“I’m here to inseminate the cow,” he says.
Amy leads him down to the barn and walks along the row of cows. When she sees the nail, she says, “This is the one right here.”
The man smirks, assuming he’s dealing with a clueless blonde.
“Tell me,” he says, “how do you know that’s the right cow?”
“That’s simple,” she replies. “By the nail that’s over its stall,” she explains very confidently.
Laughing rudely at her, the man asks, “And what exactly is the nail for?”
Amy turns to leave and says over her shoulder, “I guess it’s to hang your pants on.”
