Hell jokes

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Bick: Jesus isn’t real. Ron: Yes he is. Bick: Prove it, bitch. Ron: Cussing is a in. Open the curtains. Bick: Wh- Ron: JUST DO IT, DAMMIT. The sunlight shone through the window, landing on Ron and Bick. Both of them died and went to hell. Ron: f@ck you, Jesus. Bick: Told you Jesus was real. Satan: Get to work, slaves. Moral of the story: Stay off the marijuana.

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So I was f**g this bh right, and I thought I had aides. So I go and get tested. Turns out I did get aides. Now what I’m wondering is where the hell does an eight year old get aides? ! I guess my sister needs new friends…

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Dark humour : hell !!! aren’t people racist !!!

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Why did Steven Hawking go to hell not heaven Because there is a stairway to heaven, but there is not one to hell

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i will never forget my mother and fathers last words WHERE THE SAM HELL DID YOU GET A GRANADE

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How do we know Stephen is dying in hell There’s a stairway to heaven.

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THE ORPHANS ALL DIED!!! oh wait, no one cares… THEIR PARENTS ARE ALL DEAD ANYWAY, we are just making them happier, they get to join their parents in hell

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How do you make holy water? You take normal water, and boil the hell out of it.

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Cradles-By Sub Urban and watersharky Music Productions- I live inside my own world of make-believe Kids screaming in their cradles, profanities I see the world through eyes covered in ink and bleach Cross out the ones who heard my cries and watched me weep I love everything Fire’s spreading all around my room My world’s so bright It’s hard to breathe but that’s alright Hush Shh Tape my eyes open to force reality (oh no, no) Why can’t you just let me eat my weight in glee? I live inside my own world of make-believe Kids screaming in their cradles, profanities Some days I feel skinnier than all the other days And some days I can’t tell if my body belongs to me I love everything Fire’s spreading all around my room My world’s so bright It’s hard to breathe but that’s alright Hush Shh I wanna taste your content Hold your breath and feel the tension Devils hide behind redemption Honesty is a one-way gate to hell I wanna taste consumption Breathe faster to waste oxygen Hear the children sing aloud It’s music "til the wick burns out Hush Just wanna be care free lately, yeah Just kicking up daisies Got one too many quarters in my pockets Count "em like the four-leaf clovers in my locket Untied laces, yeah Just tripping on daydreams Got dirty little lullabies playing on repeat Might as well just rot around the nursery and count sheep

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