As a kid, nothing was more entertaining than a good “yo momma” battle. It was something you did to pass the time with your friends, laugh, or piss off whatever kid you didn’t like that week. If you could dish it, you better know how to take it, and you better have a comeback lined up.
Yo momma so fat that people jog around her for exercise.
Yo momma so fat that she comes at you from all directions.
Yo momma so fat that her cereal bowl came with a lifeguard.
Yo momma so fat that she eats with a forklift.
Yo momma so fat that she puts mayonnaise on aspirin.
Yo momma so ugly that people go as her for Halloween.
Yo momma so ugly that she makes blind children cry.
Yo momma so ugly that her birth certificate contained an apology letter from the condom factory.
Yo momma so ugly that she made an onion cry.
Yo momma so ugly that when she was born, the doctor slapped her AND her parents.
Yo momma so stupid that she got locked in a grocery store and starved.
Yo momma so stupid that she tripped over a cordless phone.
Yo momma so stupid that she spent twenty minutes lookin’ at an orange juice box because it said “concentrate”.
Yo momma so stupid that when the computer said “Press any key to continue”, she couldn’t find the ‘Any’ key.
Yo momma so stupid that she sat in a tree house because she wanted to be a branch manager.
Yo momma so old that her birth certificate says “expired” on it.
Yo momma so old that her social security number is 7.
Yo momma so old that when she farts, dust comes out.
Yo momma so old that she DJ’d at the Boston Tea Party.
Yo momma so old that she walked into an antique store and they kept her.
Go get all nostalgic and start a random “yo momma” battle with someone today!
C’mon, you know you want to… 😉
– D.B.