Yo Mama

Yo mama’s so stupid, she thought meow mix was a record for cats.
Yo mama’s so fat, she has more nooks and crannies than a Thomas’ English Muffin.

Yo mama’s so nasty, I called her up for phone sex and she gave me an ear infection.

Yo mama’s so poor, she goes to Kentucky Fried Chicken to lick other people’s fingers.

Yo mama’s so fat, when she was born, she gave the hospital stretch marks.

Yo mama’s so bald, I can read her mind.

Yo mama’s so poor, the only time she smelled hot food was when a rich man farted

Yo mama’s so ugly, they put her face on box of Ex-Lax and sold it empty.

Yo mama’s so old, she knew Burger King while he was still a prince.

Yo mama’s so skinny, she turned sideways and disappeared.

Yo mama’s so poor, she married young just to get the rice!

Yo mama’s teeth are so yellow, she has to brush them with a butter knife.

Yo mama’s got so many teeth missing it looks like her tongue is in jail.

Yo mama’s so fat, GOD couldn’t lift her spirit.

Yo mama’s like mustard, she spreads easy.

Yo mama’s so poor, she eats cereal with a fork to save milk.

Yo mama’s so stupid, they had to burn the school down to get her out of 3rd grade.

Yo mama’s like a race car driver… she burns a lot of rubbers.

Yo mama’s so ugly, they filmed “Gorillas in the Mist” in her shower.

Yo mama’s so ugly, when she passes by a bathroom the toilet flushes.

Yo mama’s so fat, she measures 36 24 36, and the other arm is just as big.

Yo mama’s so fat, if she weighed five more pounds, she could get group insurance!

Yo mama’s like the Pillsbury dough boy – everybody pokes her.

Yo mama’s so old, her birth-certificate expired.

Yo mama’s like a goalie: she changes her pads after three periods.

Yo mama’s so big, when you climb on top of her your ears pop.

Yo mama’s glasses are so thick she can see into the future.

Yo mama’s hair is so short, it looks like stiches.

Yo mama’s so fat, she broke her leg and gravy dripped out.

Yo mama’s so old, when she was in school there was no history class.

Yo mama’s so stupid, she spent twenty minutes lookin’ at an orange juice box because it said `concentrate.

Yo momma is so poor

yo mama is so poor i lit a ciggarette and she sang “clap your hands, stomp your feet, praise the lord we now got heat.”yo moma so poor i saw her kicking a trash can down the street i said what are you doing and she said movingyo moma so poor i steped on a cigarette in her house and she said who turned off the lights.your mama is so poor when you walk in the front door you’re walking out the back.yo momma so poor I stepped on a penny in your front yard and she yelled out the window, “Get off my life savings!”