My mom murders jokes.

A guy goes into a bar and asks for the strongest drink the bartender has, so the bartender sets him up with a . He drinks it, and asks for another, and a third and a fourth, etc and gets wasted.
The bartenders says "Dude, I need your keys. I am going to call you a cab." The guy surrenders the keys and leaves in a cab.
The next day, the guy comes back looking for his keys. The bartender hands them over and asks how the guy is feeling.
"Oh, man, I was so drunk. I fell out of the cab. I tripped in the flower bed. I couldn't get the door open, and I slept on the back porch. Blew chunks all night."
The bartenders apologizes, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you sick."
"Sick? Chunks is my dog!"


Bonus: I told this to my mom. Six months later, she calls me on the phone saying she has a joke she wants to tell me:

A guy goes into a bar and says, "Give me a drink. I have been blowing my dog."
The bartenders asks, "What's the dog's name?"
[The guy says, "Chunks!"](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PItio7u5OoM)

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