So there's a psychological halfway house where several people live. There's a zoophile, pyromaniac, necrophile, murderer, sadist and a masochist. One day the therapist decided they needed to get a pet. So in way of an exercise he told them to discuss what kind of pet, and why it would be fun. They settled a new cat, and were all very excited.
The zoophile said, "When we get it home, I'm gonna pet it and kiss it and hug it ... and hell, I'm gonna have sex with it!"
The murderer said, "So long as I get to kill it, that's okay by me."
The necrophile then chimed in, "Once you kill it, I think I'll take a turn at sex with it, too."
So the pyromaniac said, "When you're all done with it, can I burn the thing?"
In response the sadist popped off, "So long as I get to beat it before the murder takes his turn!"
The room fell silent as everyone sat and contemplated their future actions, and then the therapist looked at the masochist and asked why he had been silent the whole time. He looked sheepish and said, "Meow".
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