Best Al Bundy Fat Jokes (Married with Children)

There’s only one dead guy in this mall and you’re looking at him.

Why is it that Elvis is dead but I’m in hell?

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Lady: ” You are very fresh!”
Al: ” No, Ma’am, that’s impossible. Because, for the last hour I’ve been trying to squeeze your foot into a shoe when I really should have been easing it into the box.”
Al: ” I hate the supermarket. I always wind up in the 2000 items or less aisle behind some ugly lady in a mumu and curlers. And when everything is totaled up, then they go for the check book.
Like it never occured to them that they’d have to pay. And they always turn around and ask me: ‘What’s the date?’ Like it matters to me? All they’ve gotta do is look at the date on the milk and add one.”

Lady: ” I want something to go with this dress.”
Al: ” A bubling cauldron?”
Lady: ” You’ve got a lot of nerve.”
Al: ” I need it to get this close to your feet.”

Al: ” Who called Vancouver? Peg, did your mother get so fat she spread across the border?”

Fat lady: ” It’s because of guys like that that I don’t wear shorts anymore.”
Al: ” You sure it wasn’t because of the guys with the harpoons?”

Al: ” She came out of the kitchen. Her face was in a jello mold. Her mumu was split so she could fit into it. Peg, she had no knees. So I let him live. I thought it was the worst I could
do to him.”

Fat Lady: ” I need shoes.”
Al: ” The blacksmith’s right around the corner.”

Al: ” You may wonder why my house is tilting. Peg’s family is in town. 6 of ’em, 12 if you count her mother.”

Fat Librarian: ” Could it be that you don’t have the money. Could it be that you’re a failure like I always knew you’d be.”
Al: ” Could it be that the nails that hold you chair together are from the planet Krypton.”

Fat Librarian: ” I could’ve retired 15 years ago. Do you know why I stayed?”
Al: ” You learned to eat library books.”

Fat Librarian: ” You’ve become the Freddie Krueger of the library system.”
Al: ” Does ‘suey’ mean anything to you?”

Fat Lady: ” Your ad said ‘Shoes to fit every foot.'”
Al: ” What we have here is not what Webster defines as feet. Face it, we have rib roasts with nails.”

Al: ” Think back when you were little. Roaming the range with the rest of the water buffalo. Scratching yourself against a tree.”

Fat Lady: ” You’re in my sun. I’m trying to get an all-over tan.”
Al: ” You’re asking alot of the sun.”

Al: “…Sure women like football before you marry ’em. But afterwards, the only hike you see is them hicking up their pants before they weld their backsides to the couch…
and talking about flying wench, let’s talk about my mother-in-law. People overuse the term ‘as big as the planet’ but try to imagine everybody you know under one mumu…”

Al: ” People who sell shoes to fat women in skirts should not have 20/20 vision.”

Al: ” A fat woman came into the store and said she was a size 5. I stuck her hoof into the shoe. My thumb got stuck, she panicked, reared up, and galloped around the store, dragging me behind. Thank god a stick of butter fell from her purse and I was able to grease my thumb and escape.”

Fat Lady: ” I want my money back. I’ve worn these shoes only once and they split at the sides.”
Al: ” Let me explain. Just like an elevator, there’s a 2 ton weight limit. How about I just nail the soles to the bottom of your feet to give you added traction while you’re pulling the ice wagon.”

Fat Lady: ” You’ll be hearing from my lawyers.”
Al: ” Is that the firm of Hagen & Daas?”

Peg: ” Mom called. She got on the scale and it said 380. She’s been 374 since high school so she thinks she may be getting fat.”
Al: ” Maybe there’s 6 pounds of food stuck between her teeth.”

Fat Lady: ” Are ye done with my horse?”
Seamus Bundy: ” I had to send out for parts to reinforce his feet and to hang a sign around his neck saying,’ I’m with fatso.'”

Fat Lady: ” You and all the male Bundys will be hated and Lower Uncton will be forever in darkness.”
Seamus Bundy: ” What are you going to do? Float overhead.”

Al: ” This woman came in and she was so fat she actually had 3 smaller women orbiting around her.”

Al: ” Oh, No. Not the ‘Sally Struthers Feed the Thord World’ channel.
Sally, open your purse up. I’m sure there’s enough Ding Dong’s and Ho Ho’s in there to start a new 7-11.”

Shamu the whale
Shamu

Al: ” Wherever a fat woman shoves a smelly foot in a poor guy’s face, I’ll be there. Wherever a guy tries to return a pair of shoes he’s worn for three months, I’ll be there. Wherever kids come in with old shoes and try to sneak out with new ones, I’ll be there, too . Madam, if Shamu ever needs a mate, you’ll be there.”

Fat Lady: ” I’m not sure I like this shade of blue.”
Al: ” I’ll tell you what I’ll do then. We’ll stand you in front of a mirror. I’ll begin strangling you. When you reach the shade of blue that is satisfactory to you, you yell ‘moo’ and I’ll stop.”
Fat Lady: ” That’s it. I’m taking my business elsewhere.”
Al: ” May I suggest Jenny Craig.”

Al: ” I’m not selling shoes for the money, Aaron. I’m in it to torture fat women.”

Al: ” A woman comes into the shoe store today, so huge she’s protected by Green Peace, and asks for a size 4 shoe. So I ask if she wants to eat them here or take them home. And she has the nerve to complain about my performance.”

Fat Woman: “How dare you say that to my face!”
Al:”Well, I’d say it behind your back, but my car’s only got a half tank of gas!”

Al: “A fat woman clip-clops into the shoe store today says ‘I want something I can feel comfortable in, so I say ‘try Wyoming!'”

Al: “A fat woman sloshed into the show store today. Said she was retaining water. I told her not to worry the dam of cellulite should keep us all safe fot the next few years!!!”

Fat Model: ” Do you always go to work wearing a suit and smelling of ‘High Karate?'”
Al: ” Do you always go to work wearing curtins and smelling of Mars Bars?”

Fat Model: ” Oh, no, it’s the police. What did we do?”
Al: ” I don’t know. Maybe we missed a truck scale. But on the positive side, maybe he’ll get me out of here before I turn into a diamond.”

Ephram: ” It’s momma…She’s a little shy.”
Al: ” Of what, a metric ton?”

Al’s with a fat lady named Mrs. Blaub

Al: ” Mrs Blob…”
Fat Lady: ” That’s ‘Blaub.'”
Al: ” I know your name. It was a descriptive term.”

Al: ” I won’t take just anything like you at a buffet. What do you have for me?”
Fat Lady: ” Some Mennen Speedstick in my desk.”
Al: ” Let me give you a tip. It goes underneath your arms if you can ever get them horizontal.”

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