My girlfriend said she wanted me to tease her. I said, ‘Alright, fatty.’

Yo’ Mama is so fat, her blood type is marinara.

Yo’ Mama is so stupid, she put lipstick on her forehead to make up her mind.

Yo’ Mama is so fat, when she was born, her parents got blueprints instead of a birth certificate.

Yo’ Mama is so stupid, she thinks Limp Bizkit is a medical condition.

My girlfriend’s reading a book at the moment. It’s one of these sort of new age things. It’s called, ‘Women That Love Too Much,’ which I think could have the title shortened to ‘Sluts.’

Yo’ Mama is so fat, when she bent over, a couch and three chairs came out.

Yo’ Mama is so stupid, she tried to blow out a light bulb.

Yo’ Mama is so fat that when she bends over, we go into daylight savings time.

Yo’ Mama is so stupid, she turns on the light to see if it’s dark outside.