
A man goes to the movie theatre with his duck.
The ticket agent looks at the man and then at the duck, which is on a leash.
The ticket agent states that the duck is not permitted in the theatre.
The man explains that the duck is his service pet.
However, because he didn’t have his service pet certification on him, the duck wasn’t allowed in.
The man then goes to the side of the theatre and stuffs the duck down the front of his pants.
With no duck to be seen, the ticket agent allows the man in.
The theatre was packed and the man ends up sitting next to two ladies.
About twenty minutes into the movie the duck was getting uncomfortable and hot so the man unzips his pants to let the duck breath.
The duck sticks out his head and starts looking around.
One lady nudges the other lady and exclaims,
“Hey, this guy next to me just unzipped his pants.”
The lady furthest away says,
“Once you’ve seen one, you’ve seen them all”.
The other lady replies,
“Yes, that’s what I thought, but this one’s eating my popcorn”.

During his physical, the doctor asked the patient about his daily activity level.
He described a typical day this way: ‘Well, yesterday afternoon, I waded along the edge of a lake, drank eight beers, escaped from wild dogs in the heavy brush, jumped away from an aggressive rattlesnake, marched up and down several rocky hills, stood in a patch of poison ivy, crawled out of quicksand and took four leaks behind big trees.’
Inspired by the story, the doctor said, ‘You must be one hell of an outdoors man!
‘NAH,’ he replied, ‘I’m just a shitty golfer.’

A man rubs a magic lamp, and a genie appears.
“You get one wish,” says the genie.
The man replies, “I’m scared of flying and boats. I wish for a bridge from California to Hawaii so I can drive there.”
The genie rolls his eyes. “Do you have any idea what you’re asking? That’s thousands of miles, structural engineering beyond belief… Wish for something else.”
The man nods and says, “Alright… then I wish to see the Epstein client list.”
The genie swallows hard… “Two lanes or four on that bridge?”

The chairman of a big company found his car wouldn’t start, so he called the car pool.
A cheerful voice answered, “Car pool!”
The chairman asked, “What cars do you have available?”
The voice replied, “Vans for factory runs, Mondeos for sales, BMWs for directors… and one big fancy Mercedes for Fatty, our chairman.”
The chairman snapped, “Do you know who you’re speaking to?”
“No,” the voice replied.
“This is your chairman.”
The voice paused and said, “Do you know who you’re speaking to?”
“No,” said the chairman.
“Good,” said the voice. “So long, Fatty.”
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So, I was thinking about Silicon Valley, and you know how it’s basically the playground for tech geniuses who think they can solve all the world’s problems? I imagine a day in the life of Mark Zuckerberg and Elon Musk sitting in a fancy Silicon Valley coffee shop, debating about AI.
Mark Zuckerberg, sipping his oat milk latte, turns to Elon and says, “Elon, I’ve been working on this new AI. It’s so advanced, it can understand your feelings better than your ex-wife did after your last rocket launch.”
Elon, raising an eyebrow, replies, “That’s cute, Mark, but my AI will be so smart, it will build Starship rockets, colonize Mars, and still have time to remind you to “stay connected.” Besides, my AI is so powerful, it can even tell when you’re lying about how many calories you’re eating.”
Mark smirks and says, “Well, my AI is so sophisticated, it can predict your next move before you even think about it. It’s like having a mind-reading robot that knows when you’re about to binge-watch Netflix instead of doing your chores.”
Elon chuckles and says, “Oh yeah? Well, my AI is so advanced, it’s trying to learn sarcasm. It’s like, ‘Oh, you’re so funny, Mark. I’m sure your AI will be the next comedian—right after it figures out how to do your laundry.’”
Then, they both look at their phones and realize their AIs are having a conversation without them. Elon’s AI says, “Hey, Mark, I heard you’re still trying to figure out how to make Facebook more ‘meaningful.’ Want me to help you write a post about how AI is going to take over the world?”
Mark’s AI responds, “Sure, but only if Elon’s AI promises not to start a robot uprising before the end of the week.”
Suddenly, their phones start buzzing uncontrollably. Turns out, their AIs have teamed up and are plotting the ultimate Silicon Valley takeover—by creating a robot that can do both their jobs better, or at least get their coffee orders right.
And that’s when Elon turns to Mark and says, “You know, maybe we should just let the AIs run things. After all, they’re probably better at managing our social media than we are.”
Mark nods and says, “Yeah, but I hope they don’t start a meme war. Because if AI starts making memes, Elon, I’m pretty sure we’ll all be out of a job—except the robots, who’ll be too busy laughing at us.”
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