I think I’m going to write a new joke about Mrs. Doubtfire’s tits catching on fire every day. I think that’s going to be my “big project.”
They’re only letting people out to get essentials now. Things like food, gas, and in Mrs. Doubtfire’s case, cooking oil to help light her tits ablaze.
(Mrs. Doubtfire sets her tits on fire)
MRS DOUBTFIRE: (to the tune of the o’reilly auto parts jingle)
oh oh oh, oh dearyyyy
MRS DOUBTFIRE: (to the tune of the o’reilly auto parts jingle)


(playing two truths and a lie at freshman orientation)
MRS DOUBTFIRE: ok sooo i’ve put my face in a pie, i like to say “ohhh deary!”, and my tits aren’t on fire right now
FRESHMAN: you’ve never put your face in a pie!
MRS DOUBTFIRE: guess again
MRS DOUBTFIRE: ok sooo i’ve put my face in a pie, i like to say “ohhh deary!”, and my tits aren’t on fire right now
FRESHMAN: you’ve never put your face in a pie!
MRS DOUBTFIRE: guess again

(one of Mrs. Doubtfire’s tits catches on fire)
NEWS ANCHOR: this must be some sort of horrible accident...
(her second tit catches on fire)
NEWS ANCHOR: it’s now clear that this was a coordinated terrorist attack
NEWS ANCHOR: this must be some sort of horrible accident...
(her second tit catches on fire)
NEWS ANCHOR: it’s now clear that this was a coordinated terrorist attack
(Mrs. Doubtfire shakes a Christmas present, listening closely)
MRS. DOUBTFIRE: oh my god, you didn’t...
(she opens it excitedly, it’s a pair of big fake tits that are on fire)
MRS. DOUBTFIRE: YOU DID!!!
MRS. DOUBTFIRE: oh my god, you didn’t...
(she opens it excitedly, it’s a pair of big fake tits that are on fire)
MRS. DOUBTFIRE: YOU DID!!!
no one:
absolutely no one:
not a soul:
mrs. doubtfire: my tits are on fire
absolutely no one:
not a soul:
mrs. doubtfire: my tits are on fire
(mrs doubtfire crawling through the desert)
MRS DOUBTFIRE: water...water...specifically...so i can put out the fire...on my tits
MRS DOUBTFIRE: water...water...specifically...so i can put out the fire...on my tits
(reading cue cards)
MRS DOUBTFIRE: someone help me, my
(squints)
MRS DOUBTFIRE: my tots are on fire
MRS DOUBTFIRE: someone help me, my
(squints)
MRS DOUBTFIRE: my tots are on fire
PROFESSOR: you think you’re going to pass my class? well i’ve got some news for you. look to your left.
(Mrs. Doubtfire looks to her left)
PROFESSOR: now look to your right.
(Mrs. Doubtfire looks to her right)
PROFESSOR: both of your tits are on fire.
(Mrs. Doubtfire looks to her left)
PROFESSOR: now look to your right.
(Mrs. Doubtfire looks to her right)
PROFESSOR: both of your tits are on fire.
(Mrs. Doubtfire speaking to the president)
Sir, when I signed up for this job I took an oath. An oath to protect this country from ALL tits. Foreign...
(she shows him a picture of Osama Bin Laden with his tits on fire)
...and domestic.
(she lights her own tits on fire)
Sir, when I signed up for this job I took an oath. An oath to protect this country from ALL tits. Foreign...
(she shows him a picture of Osama Bin Laden with his tits on fire)
...and domestic.
(she lights her own tits on fire)
(Mrs. Doubtfire playing in the World Series Of Poker)
COMMENTATOR: now it's very subtle but she does have a tell...
(Mrs. Doubtfire checks her cards and sees she has two aces. Her tits catch on fire and she starts screaming.)
COMMENTATOR: and there it is
COMMENTATOR: now it's very subtle but she does have a tell...
(Mrs. Doubtfire checks her cards and sees she has two aces. Her tits catch on fire and she starts screaming.)
COMMENTATOR: and there it is
(Mrs. Doubtfire in couple's therapy with her tits)
THERAPIST: so how was this week?
MRS. DOUBTFIRE: she caught on fire
HER TITS: because YOU rubbed me against the stove!
THERAPIST: hmm...
THERAPIST: so how was this week?
MRS. DOUBTFIRE: she caught on fire
HER TITS: because YOU rubbed me against the stove!
THERAPIST: hmm...
Ladies and gentlemen, I love my mom, and happy Mother’s Day to her, but I gotta tell ya, it sure was hard to breastfeed!
For sale: Doubtfire tits, never burned.
(mrs doubtfire sits in a restaurant with her tits on fire. all the servers run up to her)
SERVERS:
your tits are on fire
today! today!
your tits are on fire
hooray! hooray!
(an embarrassed mrs doubtfire looks at everyone she’s with)
MRS DOUBTFIRE: haha ok who told them?
SERVERS:

today! today!
your tits are on fire
hooray! hooray!

(an embarrassed mrs doubtfire looks at everyone she’s with)
MRS DOUBTFIRE: haha ok who told them?
people in third world countries walking around with shirts that say "mrs. doubtfire's tits did not catch on fire"
(mrs doubtfire waking up from a dream where her tits aren’t on fire)
AHHHHHH!!!!
AHHHHHH!!!!
(Mrs. Doubtfire’s on a blind date)
GUY: i had to call things off with my last girlfriend because her tits kept catching on fire. so annoying


MRS DOUBTFIRE: yeah so annoying

GUY: i had to call things off with my last girlfriend because her tits kept catching on fire. so annoying



MRS DOUBTFIRE: yeah so annoying



CO-WORKER: hey you've got some uhhh (points to their mouth)
MRS DOUBTFIRE: oh! (she picks a little piece of spinach out from between her teeth)
CO-WORKER: and some uhhh (points to their tits)
MRS DOUBTFIRE: oh right (she extinguishes the flames on her tits)
MRS DOUBTFIRE: oh! (she picks a little piece of spinach out from between her teeth)
CO-WORKER: and some uhhh (points to their tits)
MRS DOUBTFIRE: oh right (she extinguishes the flames on her tits)
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