Laugh for Fun - Funny, Blonde, Dirty, Women, Yo Mama Jokes
Laugh for Fun - Funny, Blonde, Dirty, Women, Yo Mama Jokes
When Joe’s wife left him, he got so depressed that his doctor sent him to see a psychiatrist. Joe told the psychiatrist his troubles and said, “Life just isn’t worth living anymore.” “Don’t be stupid, Joe,” said the psychiatrist. “Let your work be your salvation. I want you to totally submerge yourself in your work. Now, what do you do for a living?” “I clean out septic tanks,” Joe replied.
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A blonde is speaking to her psychiatrist. She says, “I’m on the road a lot, and my friends are complaining that they can never reach me.” “Don’t you have a phone in your car?” the psychiatrist asks. “That was a little too expensive, so I did the next best thing. I put a mailbox in my car.” Puzzled, he asks, “Uh … How’s that working?” “Actually, I haven’t gotten any letters yet,” the blonde responded. “And why do you think…
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A noted psychiatrist was a guest at a chic gathering, and his hostess naturally broached the subject in which he was most at ease. “Would you mind telling me, Doctor,” she asked, “how you detect a mental deficiency in somebody who appears completely normal?” “Nothing is easier,” he replied. “I ask him a simple question, which everyone should answer with no trouble at all. If he hesitates, that tells me just what I need to know.” “What sort of question?”…
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The mother of a problem child was advised by a psychiatrist, “You are far too upset and worried about your son. I suggest you take tranquilizers regularly.” On her next visit, the psychiatrist asked, “Have the tranquilizers calmed you down?” “Yes,” the mother answered. “And how is your son now?” he asked. “Who gives a shit?” she replied.
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After a few years of married life, this guy finds that he is unable to get it up anymore. He goes to his doctor, his doctor tries a few things out, but nothing works. Finally the doctor says to him, “This is all in your mind,” and refers him to a psychiatrist. After a few visits to the shrink, the shrink confesses, “I am at a loss as to how you could possibly cured.” Finally the psychiatrist refers him to…
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A wild-eyed man, dressed in a Napoleonic costume and hiding his right hand inside his coat, entered the psychiatrist’s office and nervously exclaimed, “Doctor, I need your help right away.” “I can see that,” retorted the doctor. “Lie down on that couch, and tell me your problem.” “I don’t have any problem,” the man snapped. “In fact, as Emperor of France, I have everything I could possibly want: money, women, power–everything! But I’m afriad my wife, Josephine, is in deep…
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The young lady was nodding her head at what the psychiatrist was telling her, and said, “Yes, I see, Dr. Schmidt. At least, I see everything but one point. The one thing I’m hazy about is this phallic symbol you mentioned. What’s a phallic symbol?” “A phallic symbol,” said the psychiatrist, “is anything that can be used to represent or symbolize a phallus.” “But what’s a phallus, doctor?” The psychiatrist said, “I think I can explain that most clearly by…
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The psychiatrist was not expecting the distraught stranger who staggered into his office and slumped into a chair. “You’ve got to help me, Doctor. I’m losing my memory,” he sobbed. “I once had a successful business, a wife, home and family. I was a respected member of the community. But all that’s gone now. Since my memory began failing, I’ve lost the business–I couldn’t remember my client’s names. My wife and children have left me, too. And why shouldn’t they–some…
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A father was concerned about how his 7 year old son was becoming an habitual liar. He went to see a child psychiatrist and told him about the problem. After hearing all the father had to say, the doctor said,”Go home and tell your son the biggest lie that you can come up with. When he realizes how much of a lie you have just told him, it will break him of the habit.” So the man went home and…
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I went to the psychiatrist the other day. He handed me a piece of paper and a pencil and said, “Draw me something.” I said, “Like what?” “Something you can’t verbalize.” So after about ten minutes I handed him the paper and pencil back. “There’s nothing on this paper,” he said. “Yeah, I know,” I said. “I drew a blank.”
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