Because freedom doesn't knock. It rings.
To get to your house... Knock, knock. Who's there? The chicken.
Ben knocking on this door all morning !
Ten. (Shame this one doesn't work too well for reddit - the funniest part of this joke is the third punchline enjoying people struggle to understand what the hell you're talking about.)
Poopiter. This joke courtesy of my 7 year old son. He was very proud of it.
Freedom of speech
Oil
Vanessa: I want a divorce! Kobe: I wasn't planning on spending that much this year. Here's another ring.
A dumbbell.
Santa will be able to enter the united states next year!
All of it.