(Most of the humour collected here is in the public domain, unless otherwise specified.)
Little Johnny is passing his parents’ bedroom in the middle of the night, in search of a glass of water. Hearing a lot of moaning and thumping, he peeks in and catches his folks in The Act. Before dad can even react, Little Johnny exclaims “Oh, boy! Horsie ride! Daddy, can I ride on your back?”
Daddy, relieved that Johnny’s not asking more uncomfortable questions, and seeing the opportunity not to break his stride, agrees. Johnny hops on and daddy starts going to town. Pretty soon mommy starts moaning and gasping. Johnny cries out “Hang on tight, Daddy! This is the part where me and the milkman usually get bucked off!”
A few months after his parents were divorced, Little Johnny passed by his mom’s bedroom and saw her rubbing her body and moaning, “I need a man, I need a man!” Over the next couple of months, he saw her doing this several times.
One day, he came home from school and heard her moaning. When he peeked into her bedroom, he saw a man on top of her. Little Johnny ran into his room, took off his clothes, threw himself on his bed, started stroking himself, and moaning, “Ohh, I need a bike! I need a bike!”
Little Johnny, on a day when he was being particularly reckless, was playing in the backyard one morning. Soon, some honeybees started swirling around, annoying little Johnny. He began stomping on them in his temper. His father caught him trampling the honeybees, and after a brief moment of thought said, “That’s it! No honey for you for one month!”
Later that afternoon, Johnny pondered upon some butterflies, and soon started catching them and crushing them under his feet. His father again caught him, and after a brief moment of thought, said, “No butter for you for one month!”
Early that evening, Johnny’s mother was cooking dinner, and got jumpy when cockroaches started scurrying around the kitchen floor. She began stomping on them one by one until all the cockroaches were dead. Johnny’s mother looked up to find Johnny and his father standing there watching her. To which Johnny said, “Are you going to tell her, daddy, or do you want me to?”
A teacher cautiously approaches the subject of sex education with her fourth grade class because she realizes Little Johnny’s propensity for sexual innuendo. But Johnny remains attentive throughout the entire lecture. Finally, towards the end of the lesson, the teacher asks for examples of sex education from the class. One little boy raises his hand, “I saw a bird in her nest with some eggs.”
“Very good, William,” cooed the teacher.
“My mommy had a baby,” said little Esther.
“Oh, that’s nice,” replied the teacher.
Finally, Little Johnny raises his hand. With much fear and trepidation, the teacher calls on him.
“I was watchin’ TV yesterday, and I saw the Lone Ranger. He was surrounded by hundreds and hundreds of Indians. And they all attacked at one time. And he killed every one of them with his two guns.”
The teacher was relieved but puzzled, “And what does that have to do with sex education, Johnny?”
“It’ll teach those Indians not to fuck with the Lone Ranger.”
Little Johnny came running into the house and asked, “Mommy, can little girls have babies?”
“No,” said his mom, “of course not.”
Little Johnny then ran back outside and his mom heard him yell to his friends, “It’s okay, we can play that game again!”
Little Johnny asks his mother how old she is. Her reply is, “Gentlemen don’t ask ladies that question.”
Johnny then asks his mother how much she weighs. Again the mother’s reply is, “Gentlemen don’t ask ladies that question.”
The boy then asks, “Why did daddy leave you?” To this, the mother says, “you shouldn’t ask that” and then sends him to his room.
On the way to his room, the boy trips over his mother’s purse. When he picks it up, her driver’s license falls out. The boy looks it over and goes back to his mother saying, “I know all about you now. You are 36 years old, weigh 127 pounds and daddy left you because you got an ‘F’ in sex!!!”
Little Johnny took his new chemistry set down to the basement where he stayed all afternoon mixing various liquids together. Eventually, his dad went down and found him surrounded by test tubes, pounding something into the wall. “Why are you hammering a nail into the wall?” asked the dad.
“It’s not a nail,” said Johnny. “It’s a worm! I tried to bring this worm back to life with my special chemical mixture, but my formula made the worm hard as a rock.”
Johnny showed his dad the liquid mix that he had soaked the worm in, and his dad said, “I’ll tell you what. You give me the test tube with your special chemical mixture in it and I’ll buy you a Toyota.”
So Little Johnny handed the test tube over.
The next day, when Johnny got home from school, he saw a brand new Mercedes-Benz parked in the driveway. He then asked his dad about the car.
“Oh,” said the father, “your Toyota is in the garage. The Mercedes is from your mother.”
A Sunday School teacher of pre-schoolers was concerned that his students might be a little confused about Jesus Christ because of the Christmas season emphasis on His birth. He wanted to make sure they understood that the birth of Jesus occurred a long time ago, that He grew up, etc. So he asked his class, “Where is Jesus today?”
Steven raised his hand and said, “He’s in heaven.”
Mary was called on and answered, “He’s in my heart.”
Little Johnny, waving his hand furiously, blurted out, “I know! I know! He’s in our bathroom!!!”
The whole class got very quiet, looked at the teacher, and waited for a response. The teacher was completely at a loss for a few very long seconds. He finally gathered his wits and asked Little Johnny how he knew this.
And Little Johnny said, “Well… every morning, my father gets up, bangs on the bathroom door, and yells ‘Jesus Christ, are you still in there?'”
Father asked his son, Little Johnny, now aged 10, if he knew about the birds and the bees.
“I don’t want to know!” little Johnny said, bursting into tears.
Confused, the father asked little Johnny what was wrong.
“Oh dad,” Johnny sobbed, “At age six I got the ‘there’s no Santa’ speech. At age seven I got the ‘there’s no Easter bunny’ speech. Then at age 8 you hit me with the ‘there’s no tooth fairy’ speech! If you’re going to tell me now that grown-ups don’t really fuck, I’ve got nothing left to live for!”
Little Johnny walked into his dad’s bedroom one day only to catch him sitting on the side of his bed sliding on a condom. Johnny’s father, in an attempt to hide his full erection with a condom on it, bent over as if to look under the bed.
Little Johnny asked curiously “What ya doin dad?”
His father quickly replied, “I thought I saw a rat go underneath the bed”, to which Little Johnny replied “What ya gonna do, fuck him?”
Little Johnny’s mother decided to give her son an anatomy lesson one day, so she took off all of her clothes and pointed to her vagina, and said, “Johnny, this is where you come from.”
Johnny went to school the next day smiling and insisting all his friends now refer to him as “Lucky Johnny.”
“Why?” one asked.
Johnny held his fingers an inch apart and said, “Because I came this close to being a turd.”
A travelling salesman rings the doorbell and 10-year old Little Johnny answers, holding a beer and smoking a fat cigar. The salesman says, “Little boy, is your mother home?”
Little Johnny taps his ash on the carpet and says, “What the fuck do you think?”
The third grade teacher was teaching English and repeated for her class:
“Mary had a little lamb, whose fleece was white as snow
and everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was sure to go.”
She explained that this was an example of poetry, but could be changed to prose by changing the last line from “the lamb was sure to go” to “the lamb went with her.”
A few days later she asked for an example of poetry or prose. Johnny raised his hand and recited, “Mary had a little pig, a horny little runt. He stuck his nose in Mary’s clothes, and smelled her little….” he stopped and asked the teacher if she wanted poetry or prose.
“Prose!” the teacher said weakly.
So Johnny said, “Asshole.”
Little Johnny was 8 years old when his parents decided to have him circumcised (looking different than dad, other kids, etc). After a few days of recovery, the boy went back to school. After about an hour, the pain was really starting to bother him so he asked if he could see the school nurse. He went to see her, but was too embarrassed to tell her what the problem was. She suggested that he call his Mom and see if she could come and get him.
The nurse waited in the other room while the call was made. After a few minutes the little boy came out and started walking back to class, but the nurse noticed that his penis was hanging out of his pants. She said, “Johnny, what are you doing? You can’t walk around like that.”
He replied, “Well I told my Mom how much I hurt and she said that if I could just stick it out till lunchtime she would come pick me up then.”
A kindergarten teacher comes to class and says, “Today class I am going to give you a letter of the alphabet and I want you to give me a word that begins with that letter.” She begins with the letter “A” and all the kids raise their hands. There is one kid in the back named Johnny that is real eager to answer the question, but the teacher knows that he is always vulgar and likes to use obscenities so she chooses on little Mary to answer.
Mary stands and says, “A…Apple” The teacher replies, “That’s great, Mary, good job.” So she moves on to the letter “B”, and again Johnny is still eager to answer the question, but the teacher is sure that he will probably say “Bitch” or something like that so she calls on Todd. Todd says, “B…Baseball.” And the teacher replies, ” Good Job, Todd.”
So they start going through the alphabet and the class’ attention dwindles, except for Johnny. The teacher comes to the letter “R” and no one, except for Johnny, is raising their hand so she is forced to call on him. “Okay Johnny, what starts with R?” she says. “R…Rat” Johnny replies.
“Rat, …that’s it…rat?” the teacher questions with astonishment.
“Yeah,” says Johnny, “Big-ass mother-fuckin’ rat with a dick 12 inches long.”
Little Johnny was sitting in class doing math problems when his teacher picked him to answer a question. “Johnny, if there were five birds sitting on a fence and you shot one with your gun, how many would be left?”
“None”, replied Johnny, “’cause the rest would fly away.”
“Well, the answer is four,” said the teacher. “But I like the way you are thinking.”
Little Johnny said, “I have a question for you now. If there were three women eating ice cream cones in a shop, one licking her cone, the second biting her cone, and the third one sucking her cone, which one is married?”
“Well,” said the teacher nervously, “I guess the one sucking the cone?”
“No,” said Little Johnny, “the one with the wedding ring on her finger. But I like the way you are thinking.”